|Me and Aimee and 2010 on “Sisters of Faith Day”.|
I planned to wear purple today–before I knew anything about “purple for cancer day”. I support every single person struggling with that nasty disease…that disease that steals thoughts, moments, and even seconds from lives of those I know and those I don’t know. Millions.
She dared to live her faith. She dared to color her life with her favorite color, “purple”.
She dared to BELIEVE God’s Word…for exactly what It says.
We dared to take that up…and color our days with faith and purple and sweetness and look head-on into the fullness of each blessing…and try as hard as we could to see the joy in everything. Although, I confess, that is sometimes hard.
I wrote a lot back then. Much more than I do now….and writing helps me see. Writing helps me feel His presence more than anything I can think of right now… because I stop long enough to sit at His feet in my writing….and I guess you can tell, I have very little time for writing these past many, many months. BUT, I still write in long hand (who does that anymore?) in my prayer journal on a weekly basis….it just hasn’t made it to the pages of this blog [yet].
We celebrate each day of the month of February with something purple. I’ve said it countless times–but every time I see purple, I think of Wanda. I know today–I will be thinking of her A LOT…because when I first turned on facebook, I saw it EVERYWHERE! I thought, WOW! So many blessings today! Then I found the “why” all the purple–and I began counting all those lives–both living and passed, that have been affected by cancer.
I applaud them all today. I stand in an applauding ovation at your courage…and the bravery for which you LIVE…choosing EACH day to feel, breathe, take in the blessing of one more day with your darling loved ones….and if you happen to be alone, sitting in that chair, receiving the painful medication that is to make you well–know this: You. Are. Not. Alone.
I will love thee, O Lord, my strength. The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower. I will call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised: so shall I be saved from mine enemies. Psalms 18:1-3 In my distress I called upon the Lord, and cried unto my God: he heard my voice out of his temple, and my cry came before him, even into his ears. Psalms 18:6
Wear your color so royal today with passion...and remember, The LORD GOD is your strong tower, fortress, deliverer….and strength. You can trust HIM. Nothing will happen that has not passed through His Hands first–and if it passes, then HE will bring strength to those who BELIEVE and call on the Name of the LORD. His NAME is STRONG.
© Angie Knight- The Knightly News