The tears came easy and often this year but King Jesus is always enough.
I wept my way through an early morning walk that left me on my knees before Him begging for strength to face another birthday without her here, His gentle voice reminded me that He is catching every tear and one day soon I’ll be able to bow before The Throne where tears are no more.
Turns out, His strength sustained us once again. And the sweetest messages of prayers and praise gave us comfort from friends and family that remember our Annabelle, too.
There’s no other way through the deep valley that never ends except firmly and fully rooted in Christ alone.