What Dreams May Come, You are Still God

Psalm 91:You will not be afraid of the terror by night, Or of the arrow that flies by day; 

 

Nightmares about Jonathan last night, tears this morning.

 

Lord, I know that perfect peace does not mean absence of troubles. I lay my dreams, my nightmares, and my sorrow at your feet. Shape them as you will. I trust you will make them beautiful. Amen.

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Karisa Moore

I lost my son to suicide. Each day since, I commit my day to turning the page and continuing to write my story. There is no deeper grief, but I know too, that there is no greater hope than bringing life out of death. I offer each page to you as a testimony that there is hope for abundant life!

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