Our view through a darkened glass

I thought a lot about my last blog. I prayed a lot over it too. I trust Jesus. I know that he has Louise and her family in the palm of his hands. That he is hurting more for them than I could possibly imagine. That he loves her and her family beyond comprehension. I love him and I trust him to know what he is doing and that everything will end just the way he wants it to. I don't have to know the outcome of the story to know the heart of it's inventor. Jesus is love when I don't feel like loving, he is faithful in spite of my unfaithfulness, he is kind when I am mean, he is truth when I am a lie, and he is love when I am hate. In spite of my fickle self Jesus is a rock that never changes shape and never alters in his ways or in his character. Thank God that our savior is more faithful then the rest of us! I will continue to pray for Louise and her family the same way that David prayed for his son until there was absolutely no hope left. Sometimes, however what we consider "healing" really isn't what God considers it. I know that Louise would be with Jesus in paradise with members of our church and her family and if God would supernaturally heal her that she would have more time on this earth with her sons and daughter-in-laws. Either way I am sure that she would be happy.