So….here we are.
Angie and Aimee. The oldest girl and the baby girl.
Our picture is forever altered. For there was a face that fit right in the middle. Wanda’s.
We carry on. In Faith. Forever Trusting. Always believing….in Him. After all, we do have a job to do. Share His truth. With everyone we can. All who will recieve.
“And He said to them, “Go into all the world and preach the gospel to every creature.” Mark 16:15
We will be her voice. We will share the love of Christ with others. We will carry on.
I feel that both Aimee and myself have a new found determination to do more. Go further. Carry more. Tell more. Be more for Christ, Who was all for us.
We begin with the T-Shirts. They speak a message.
Sisters we are….faith we have…Christ we share.
And the verse? “Wait on the Lord. “Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.” Psalm 27:14
I can’t tell you what she saw when she took His hand and entered in….but I can tell you what I felt. I felt the glory of God as I have never experienced it before. I felt—more than saw….a glimmer of His Presence as the heavens parted for her to make her entrance as He extended His hand. As a conductor lifts his arm and leads an emotional piece of music….and then moves it upward, reaching higher for the highest note to be heard…I felt her move in spirit to the “higher places” with the Father. The beginning of the most beautiful song heard imaginable.
Sisters of faith…and sisters that have not yet decided to accept His love….Accept Him. Accepts His love. Accept His Gift. Christ Jesus’ life. His sacrifice. Accept Him on this glorious Easter weekend…the first Easter Wanda can be with the One that gave everything for a sinner such as I.
I intend to hear that song for myself. Her song as well as mine. For we each have one you know. At least it’s what I believe. Whatever I need to change…I will change. Whatever He chooses for me….I accept. He is my all. My Savior. My Father and soon coming King.
If Wanda could tell us something this morning…it might be:
“Sisters, the cross will be heavy at times, but you will never have to carry it alone. The Lord will be your guide…as He was mine. Remember the past victories and rejoice! Remember the countless blessings and take heart! There truly is joy in the morning!
Within myself, I had no strength, but through the power and strength of trusting in God—He gave me what I needed. Everytime. You can make it to the end! You can finish the race!
Keeping the faith,