I slowly walked into the darkened and quiet hospital chapel. Thankful that no one was there, I knelt down before the altar with tear filled eyes.
I was no longer asking for a miracle, I was now asking for strength to get me through the worst time in my life.
“Please Jesus, give me strength” I blurted out with a cry. I did not ask for anything else as I knelt there sobbing.
Suddenly I felt something warm and heavy on my right shoulder behind me. It was Jesus. I was not surprised, just comforted and not alone anymore.
I never was alone to begin with, he was always there, waiting on me to ask for him.
His hand stayed on my shoulder until I finished crying. I picked myself up and now that I was stronger, I could go back and face seeing my first husband die, along with all of our hopes and dreams.
You know, I asked God to save my husband and I thought that he did not answer me. Now I know that he did answer me by saying
“You may not have this life, but I will give you a new life. One which you will have another loving husband that brings with him a child that gives love and joy.”
“You shall have a child of your own who will be like your heart running around outside your body.”
The point of my story is that we are God’s children and as our Father he will provide us with what we need and what is best.