There's a Peace I've Come to Know

Mamas are your first friend, your first confidant, your first everything.  You hide in their skirt folds.  You hold their hand in the mall.  They teach you to wear makeup, do your hair and countless other "firsts".  They listen to love woes.  They wipe tears.  They (lovingly) tell you when to 'buck up'.  They coach you through baby jitters.  They smile when they feel like crying.  They give up their slice of pie, when they really want to eat the whole thing.  They teach us, girls, how to be women, wives, mamas and friends.

To those who never had the privilege of knowing their mama, I am deeply sorry.  To those who only got to know them for a short while, I am deeply sorry.  To those who have been mothers to the motherless, bless you. 

So seeing how important mothers are to us, how can you explain a peace in your soul after losing your mama?  You can't.

I CAN say that "there's a peace I've come to know, though my heart and flesh may fail.  There's an anchor for my soul, I can say 'it is well'." 

I don't have to say that I like it. 
I don't have to say that it's easy. 
But, I can say "it is well". 

Even when my heart is breaking.  Even when my flesh feels angry.  My soul grabs on to that anchor that steadies me while I learn to cope again.

"Jesus has overcome and the grave is overwhelmed.  The victory has won, He has risen from the dead.  I will rise, when He calls my name.  No more sorrow, no more pain.  And I hear the voice of many angels sing, 'Worthy is the Lamb'. And I hear the voice of every longing heart, 'Worthy is the Lamb'."

Lord, You are worthy.  You are holy.  My heart hurts, my tears fall, normal is long gone.  But Lord, YOU are worthy all of honor, all glory and all praise.  In You I find the peace that passes ALL understanding.  Thank You, Jesus."