Amazing Grace, How Sweet the Sound

I will not fear March. I tell myself this every year. Do you know those times when God is speaking to you through everything you see in your day? I have been having that over the last couple months. It is in anticipation for what is to come. Mourning...loss...a hurting heart. March rolls around and I dread it. A long looming, grey month for me. I see flowers blooming, trees budding, longer days, spring sunsets, snow melting, but for me, still, a grey and looming month. I dread it every year. It passes ever so slowly. In fact, sometimes I wish I could go to sleep March 1st and wake up April 1st.

10 years ago, I was pregnant with our second baby, awaiting a summer birth. I loved feeling her little kicks and hiccups. Around this time we found out our sweet baby girl had quietly passed into the arms of Jesus. This was one of the hardest things to experience. To know we would never hear her first cry, see her crawl, walk or talk.

I questioned God's plan. With every being of me...struggling to keep my head above water...why would He bring us to this place. I was at one of my lowest points I can ever remember being.

God brought me to this and He was the only one that was going to get me through it.

I so desperately needed Him.

He carried me through those water's I thought I wouldn't get through. His love was and always will be.

Even though March is hard, he brings me healing in the pain.

A Journey.

A new understanding of my Faith.

Spring...

with every passing year it get's a little better.

New start...new life...a time for healing.

He restored my soul. He was healing in my pain. He was my shelter in the storm.

Amazing Grace how sweet the sound...

I hear you singing over me...

It's a beautiful sound....

Hallelujah, you restored my soul.

Mackenzie Faith March 26, 2004