Truth: In the middle of a storm, with chaos and darkness all around me, the one thing that I can always count on, is a tiny voice whispering in the deepest part of my soul - my mother's voice telling me, It's going to be okay...something she always said, even when there seemed to be no way out; no end in sight. She always found a way to make it right. When she was about to die, the minister who spoke to us said that sometimes, the perfect plan isn't the one we want, but that doesn't make it the perfect plan. Our prayer he said, should be for my mother's perfect peace. She died that night. The lesson? The plans you seek may not always turn out the way you want, but God gives the design we need always, perfectly. It's going to be okay...
Thank you Mom ~V
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