Throughout life, all of us face loss. 2 Corinthians 1:4 NLT A.
When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us.
I am the Way.
I am the Light.
Even as the path ahead seems obscured in a foggy mist, may you hear the Savior\'s gentle reminders, I am the Living Water.
As you wade through the waters of grief and sadness, you will come to better understand the ministry of the broken heart.
Come! Join the author as she shares her walk, fixing her eyes on Jesus as she seeks God\'s consoling presence.
Their experiences are interwoven with evidence of God\'s presence and care.
More than seeing their story alone, one detects His story flowing through their walk.
Mists from the Waterfalls offers a look into their family experiences.
The blind eyes see through the mist.
Pools of despair transformed into springs of hope.
Although Sorrow crept in and snatched away precious lives, joy intertwined itself in the shadows.
Woven throughout the story are golden threads of joy and refreshing Mists of hope.
However, He remains sovereign over the wind and the waves.
Most of us don\'t choose either the flood or the maelstrom.
Without the Savior\'s arms, we cannot stay afloat.
Life\'s floodwaters hold whirlpools.
They all survived.
Lynn\'s husband, Jim, and his friends launched themselves into river whirlpools during flood season in their youth.
Staying afloat became a challenge.
through the difficulties, God presented Himself in unanticipated ways, giving comfort and renewed hope.
The river of Life has flowed through the Saint family, offering refreshment and sorrow.
The Life of each child held value, inestimable value.
They have lost four children, two sons and a daughter within months after birth and a son at almost 16 years.
Lynn and Jim have two adult children, each supernaturally theirs: one through adoption and the other through birth.
It may not release the same intensity as at first, but without warning, it doesn\'t take long to wince, to remember, to weep, to ache.
At times, the pain remains for a lifetime.
The process of releasing and losing presents thorns that sink into the Life and fiber of our being.
However, the process holds thorns that release tears of sadness and pain.
Loss can present a garden of fragrant flowers which produce fruit. as shadows in a painting.
Each loss can define and mold our hearts and our souls, adding a new and different depth and dimension.
Some losses impact more deeply than others.
Throughout life, all of us face loss
