No Time for Tears

I will forever be amazed when I see God’s hand at work in my life.  I love looking back and seeing how His perfect plans heal my heart.
As a freshman in college, I dreaded the fall season.  School would begin.  The warm weather would fade away.
Quiet lonely nights gave me time to wallow in painful memories.  My first experience with death had been in the fall.  I was fifteen and I took it hard. My best lost her battle with cancer the fall of our senior year.  She had just been awarded an Honorable Diploma.  We knew it was happening, but that didn’t help with the pain.
I moved away from my first real group of friends in the fall.  I lost my first job in the fall.  For years, those three months stood for nothing but heartache and disappointment.
And then…
I met the man that would make me “Mrs. B” in October.
Our first child was born in October.
Our second child joined our little family in September.
Our sweet number three arrived late in August, technically still summertime; however, her birthday serves as a catalyst for the months of madness ahead of me.
God’s sweet and perfect plan but blessings upon blessings in the fall, like a great salve on old wounds.  The season now passes so quickly for me; I almost miss it entirely.

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