Waiting, by definition, has something hoped for at the end of the wait. We are waiting/hoping for the right job. My friends are waiting/hoping for a good report, relief, and a baby. But what if those things aren’t given? God never promises that our seasons of waiting will end by receiving exactly what we want. Not all infertility ends with a baby. Not all cancer ends with a cure. Not all singleness ends with a spouse. Which means that our hope can’t be anchored in the thing we’re waiting for. Our hope has to be anchored in something far greater—the promises and character of God.
Angela, We mourn your loss with you and we hold you and your family in prayer. Grandmothers are a blessing from the Lord and you were blessed with so many years. I know you will miss her and will grieve the loss of that relationship. For her, well, she will be waiting for you in complete and utter joy :) We love you sister! Alma Davis born June 24, 1919, died April 10, 2011
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