Good Morning!!...."Get OFF the bed", this was the answer spoken in broken english from a women that had lost her son. The question was ask by a neighbor, also a mom, that was wondering how she went on after loosing her precious gift. How amazing the neighbor that ask, would be going thru a tragic loss later.... and these are the words that she remembers. When hardship happens we tend to want to crawl up and not get out of bed.....we do not face adversity head on. I love these words and yesterday when an amazing women shared this story with me I kept thinking of all the amazing people I know that "get off the bed" everyday and face sometimes a grim reality. I celebrate yall and the courage and strength yall have everyday. My friends that are facing a diagnosis that feels bigger than them, they get off the bed everyday and face this beautiful world. Whether it be family issues, finanacial issues or a health issue, I pray you remember these 4 words.... they are pretty powerful. Happy Wednesday yall, we tend to want to waller in our situation but then we are not living up to our full potential the Lord has for us. Get off the bed yall and take the hand that is stretch out to you,his perfect plan for you, does not inlcude staying flat on our backs!! 

Good Morning!! Ya know I have a place in my heart that is reserved for widowed spouses. My dad being the first widowed spouse..... I watched his journey of great loss and sadness be replaced with perfect peace that came only from our heavenly father. I had the amazing blessing of watching him love again. Over the last 4 1/2 years, I have been apart of so many grieving spouses. Over and over again it breaks my heart. One of my precious regulars lost his wife at the first of the year, I actually wrote about her and what an amazing women of God she was. My sweet regular, that has become my friend, virtually stopped everything in his life.....he was devasted and hurt, he was full of anger and bitterness. Those that loved him would reach out, to no avail. Praying is where I turned, I missed seeing him, laughing with him, I would try to coax him in with pie and that didn't work. About 4 weeks ago, on an early Tuesday morning, I was standing at the bar writing an order.... and I hear his voice and I see him coming thru the front door. My heart jumped out of me and tears came to my eyes, I left what I was doing and grabbed him and hugged him. "I am getting there" he told me "Everyday is a little better". His pain and hurt was still there, but the love and perfect peace from our heavenly father, was easing his pain. When I have the amazing blessing to watch my prayers happen right in front of me ahhhh I cant describe the giddiness and praise I am filled with. Happy Tuesday yall, Our heavenly has not promised us easy...but he has promised us that wherever our journey takes us, he is right there with perfect peace and loving arms. No words can express the feeling I have when I see my fathers love working in others. Prayer... it makes a difference in your life and for others.