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YesOur hurts, hopes, and brokenness are different Many of our fears are different But our healing journeys I realize All begin the same way. With one word, "Yes." It is a mystery, like the loaves and fishes... Water into wine... Out of Yes come new beginnings Yes changes the broken heart Yes opens the eyes to beauty Yes moves the suffering, causing it to pass through. Yes, I will accept the circumstances of my life I will cry and mourn my losses Will hold them near until all their wisdom has been spilled Will accept them until God Takes what man means for evil, And creates of it a brilliant good. The very pain that wounded me is my deepest resevoir of truth; It is my well of living water. * * * From: Song for Sarah: A Mother's Journey through Grief and Beyond by Paula D'Arcy (Colorado Springs, CO: WaterBrook Press, 1979, 1995, 2001) Paula lost her husband and 2-yr-old daughter in a head-on collision with a drunk driver. Paula, pregnant with her second daughter, survived the crash. >br> BACK TO ARCHIVES |