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"God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give away and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy place where the Most High dwells. God is with her, she will not fall. God will help her at break of day. Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall. He lifts his voice, the earth melts. The Lord Almighty is with us, the God of Jacob is our fortress." (Psalms 46:1-7)

Right now one of my biggest battles is fear. Fear of stepping out on my own and handling things that my husband always handled.
God is our refuge and strength, He is an ever present help in trouble.
No matter what happens in this life, He is there for us at the break of day. As soon as we wake up He is there. He is our fortress. He will lead us, keep us safe and bring us home with Him some day.
I have to stay close to Him constantly. Satan is here ready to put thoughts in my head of destruction, discouragement, and yes fear.
He tells me it was my fault my husband died. I know that isn't true. But I have to tell God to take away that thought as soon as it appears.
I am taking baby steps. Soon I will take bigger steps. He is leading me on the path He wants me to go. I will fear no evil. He is with me.
He is with you. No matter what you are going through.
Love You all
Sylvia

thank You sylvia,


fear disables us, and it stems from the lies of the enemy indeed.

You are doing wonderfully in dealing with all this and i BELIEVE in you, moreso God will give us the ability to walk through our fears.

I struggle with some of these things as well.

Little steps, tackle one thing at a time, dont overdo it. And find you some "me" time... just for you , Be still and listen to His still small voice. These things have helped me along the way.

Love u sylvia u continue to be in my prayers.

Gbu

♥Jill

Thank you Sylvia.
Hold tight to him.
Loved the verse.
That's one that will help me in times of fear.
I will refer to this one often.

Thinking of you today.
If I'm not mistaking this time next week will mark 2 months.
Was wondering what he was like.
What he enjoyed.
What the two of you would do together.
In my mind I get thought pictures of what I imagine life was like for you then.

love ya sis

My dearest Sister Pine
The choir at church just released their second CD entitled "He's Alive" and dedicated it to my husband Gary. His song was "He's Alive" which is on the CD.
He was the big bass in the middle of the back row. When he wasn't at rehearsal I would get phone calls "where is he! where is he!
When he came into a room he got everyone's attention. Not just because he was 6"3" and 300lb + but because his smile lit the room up. His laugh was contagious. He loved people. He treated everyone equally. He was kind and gentle. When I met him he was the soloist at my home church. He had long hair and a beard but his voice when he sang was as smooth as the ripples in a stream. The whole church is mourning with me. They all loved him.
At the funeral his unsaved family members and the guys he worked with at the shop (most for over 30 years) all came. The comments I got back to me was how much he was loved and how much he loved back. And it showed that his main ministry was music. All his relatives want this CD. Which amazes me. This is definitely God's doing.
Gary and I both came from terrible first marriages. We appreciated each other. We always wanted to be with each other. We were best friends.
We loved going to the ocean. Sometimes we would go in the dead of winter when knowone else was there and stay some place and be the only people there.
He loved his family. He was a wonderful Dad. He adopted my three kids.
His idea. He told me God spoke to his heart about it.
He and I fit together like a glove on each hand. What I didn't have he did. And what he didn't have I did.
I admired him. He was my hero.
I am honored to say I was his wife for 28 years.
I miss him but I know I will see him again. I wish Jesus would come back today. Take me and my little grandbabies home to glory.
I felt God gave me a gift when on the 6th of this month I had breast cancer surgery and when coming out of the anesthesia I saw my Dad and Gary standing over my bed with big big smiles. I shouted out "Gary!" "I see Gary!"
The nurses and doctors did not know what to think. They all knew I had just lost my husband because the surgery had to be rescheduled.
I am very lonely. I am asking God to give me something to do. Something I could do even going through the cancer treatments.
I make my cards for the soldier still. Gary was my photographer but God has raised up a professional photographer who even has a son in Iraq who wants to take pictures for me.
But I am praying God will lead me as to what else I could do.
Thank you for all your prayers.
Love
Sylvia