He is not an occasional visitor,
nor ever more truly present than at this very instant.
He is always ready to flow into our heart;
indeed, He is there now - it is we who are absent.
- Arthur Foote
This Sunday, will be 2 years living without
the physical beauty, love and companionship of Gaye.
It has been a helluva week for me emotionally.
Loss and Living without takes a toll.
The Unknown.....
The future seems so damn sad
It has been a helluva week for me emotionally.
Loss and Living without takes a toll.
The Unknown.....
The future seems so damn sad
in this LGW (Less Gaye World)
I have written a great deal about Faith and the
constant struggle to maintain it during those many
Dark Nights of the Soul.
There are some days where one just wants to give up the fight and
accept that Hope and Happiness
will no longer be part of the vocabulary.
will no longer be part of the vocabulary.
Why go on....?
The struggle and fight are so damn exhausting.
Can't I just give up and allow
Despair, Regret, Guilt, Bitterness and Self Pity
take over and control my life?
Despair, Regret, Guilt, Bitterness and Self Pity
take over and control my life?
- GAYE -
Her Love is what keeps me fighting.
When I am feeling alone and cut off from all sources of support.
In times of extreme stress, sadness and self pity, I tell myself that
"God and Gaye are within me"
I have FAITH that this is true.
I read that the journey of faith is like
walking toward home in the dark.
There is no light to see by,
but we grope our way in this familiar
yet unfamiliar world, turning where the road turns,
moving toward what we know must be there.
Though we can't see ahead,
the ground beneath our feet feel right,
and as we approach a door that surely must be there,
someone inside, someone we love,
turns on the light to welcome us home.
There is no light to see by,
but we grope our way in this familiar
yet unfamiliar world, turning where the road turns,
moving toward what we know must be there.
Though we can't see ahead,
the ground beneath our feet feel right,
and as we approach a door that surely must be there,
someone inside, someone we love,
turns on the light to welcome us home.
Down deep in my heart and soul,
I have a certain craving and knowledge that
God and Gaye are within me.
What more do I need to fight the Dark and Unknown?
How can Hope and Happiness not be possible?
God and Gaye will be welcoming me home.
That is my FAITH.
That is my FAITH.
| Gaye touching my heart with her hand. (Still doing that today) |
1 comment:
Tripp,
My heart is heavy because of your loss, and yet paradoxically, your words are uplifting and encourageing, and yes, full of Hope in what is not seen...
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