|The day before...|
Today is the day I would have been tapping my foot, wondering when you were going to make your appearance, wondering why you insisted upon being late to the party like your sister. Couldn't you come today, like you were supposed to? Today is the day I hoped for, longed for, planned for.
I've reserved this date for you.
Today is a day I cry.
Today is a day I miss you.
Though we have already said goodbye, I say goodbye again.
Though it is time to leave this now-familiar place of sorrow, I will never depart from loving you, and missing you.
Sweet baby Grace...your mama loves you.
Thank you, my God, for your faithfulness. Even in the darkest of places, there your love persists. Thank you for doing a new thing, for making a way...
"See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up;
do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the
desert and streams in the wasteland."