If you would have told me this time last week that I’d be having dinner with my ex and his wife in their home with laughter, forgiveness and healing, I’d personally have marched into hell to make sure it hadn’t frozen over cause that just wasn’t gonna happen.
But God.
The 12+ year noncustodial chapter from hell has ended. It exists no more. The weight has lifted, the burden is undone.
God’s Light brewed our purposes into existence and led us to the stories He created us to tell. Now, a fresh, life-giving, miracle story of healing and restoration can be told. The freedom that runs through our hearts is palpable and the recurring smiles on the handsome faces of our boys reminds us of God’s incredibly majestic goodness and never-ending sovereignty.
There will come a time when He’ll tenderly whisper to your spirit, “It’s over,” and you clearly watch as the clouds waste away into nothing but a vapor. He will open your eyes showing you, reminding you, that He has sheltered and protected your family, your lives, in the palms of His hands… for such a time as this.
It’s a time where you need to be ready to accept exceedingly abundant measures of miracles because they’re coming and they indeed will be far greater than you could ever think, dream or imagine.
