When calamity comes, the wicked are brought down, but even in death the righteous have a refuge.
I must have muttered that sentence a million times since my husband’s death. It’s been three years now and sometimes I still find myself struggling with how hard it is to walk this journey. But I walk in victory.
Picture if you will, a movie scene of an ancient Roman battle, but there is no sound. Everyone is dirty and covered with blood. Can you tell which side was victorious in the battle? Although the winners may be filthy and covered in blood, they are the ones who are gathered together, standing tall, interacting with each other, some even smiling, despite what they have endured. They walk together in victory.
As widows, we have endured a terrible battle with death. We have endured unspeakable pain and heartache. To us, nothing will ever be the same again. But as Christians, we walk together in victory. We have a refuge; our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. We have Eternal life. We know that our suffering is only for a little while. We cannot be destroyed or brought down. We are the ones gathered together, standing tall, interacting with each other, maybe even smiling, despite what we have endured. We walk together in victory.
On February 26th – 28th we will be gathering for our conference in the Dallas area. Please don’t miss this opportunity to experience the blessing of being with other Christian women who are on the same journey. You will be strengthened, encouraged, loved, accepted, and refreshed by the Spirit.
I will never forget how blessed I was when I attended our retreat last March. It seemed strange at first to fly half way across the U.S. to meet with a group of women I didn’t know. It was even a little overwhelming traveling for the first time without my husband. But I am extremely glad that I went. What I remember most is feeling loved, accepted and understood from the moment I walked into the group. I realized later, it was the first time I felt “normal” again. I didn’t have to work at helping people understand what I’d been through and what I needed. They all got it. They understood the pain. They encouraged me with their stories of His faithfulness. They listened as I shared His story of what He’s doing in my life. Together, we glorified Him. We were refreshed. It was the blessing of community.
Join us February 26 -28th in Dallas and share in the blessing of community with us! Be encouraged by hearing stories of God’s faithfulness. Get wise counsel on various topics that we have to deal with as widows. Experience the love and acceptance from others. Feel “normal” again.
Register here: http://anewseason.net/?p=12963