I pray, dear reader, you find comfort in this... I do

I mourn deeply for my love. I cry for her warm embrace. I weep for her soft kiss. My shattered heart hasn't felt the same since February 21. With every beat it takes, it reminds me that my sweet bride isn't here…

I still have a long way to go up my million-mile mountain, starting with reaching Jesus on this stormy lake. I'm walking on the water now. But His Hands are still out of reach. Hopefully, I'll finally reach them in the coming days.

No matter where you are reading in God's Word, you will always find an answer. Sometimes it's an answer to a question you've forgotten about. Sometimes it's an answer you don't want.