Christella – a loss of a loved one brings a great deal of impossible pain. I know that our answer for hope and healing is found in Jesus. I can’t say anything that will make things better, but I can offer you a suggestion to get a book called, “Through the Eyes of a Lion: Facing Impossible Pain, Finding Incredible Power” by Levi Lusko. He is a pastor in Montana and he lost his young daughter days before Christmas. It’s a great testimony and inspiration to people who are grieving and feeling hopeless. I hope you get it, read it, and share it. I am praying that you will find peace, rest, and hope in the midst of your terrible pain.

I surrender and admit: I can't control people, plans, or even all my circumstances, but I can yield those things to you, and focus on your goodness. Thank you today for every good gift you've given, every blessing you've sent, all the forgiveness I did not deserve, and, yes, for every trial you've allowed into my life. You bring good out of every circumstance if I'll only let go and believe you. I know that when I pray and give thanks instead of worrying, you have promised that I can experience the kind of peace that passes all understanding. That's your kind of peace, Lord. And it's the kind I crave.
Keep alive within us the flame of hope, so that with patience and perseverance we may opt for dialogue and reconciliation. In this way may peace triumph at last, and may the words "division", "hatred" and "war" be banished from the heart of every man and woman. Lord, defuse the violence of our tongues and our hands. Renew our hearts and minds, so that the word which always brings us together will be "brother", and our way of life will always be that of: Shalom, Peace, Salaam!

Is your heart troubled? Are you feeling like the psalmist, who asked his own soul, "Why are you in despair? And why have you become disturbed within me?" One of the hardest parts of knowing peace is understanding how it has nothing to do with control. If you're having trouble with trust or finding the words to pray above the howling of the scary storms, feel free to offer up these words to the Lord now!
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