The vase held a single rose. It was the practice of the church I was going to to give a rose to each new mother. The newborn lay in her mothers arms. My eyes suddenly stung with tears my baby lay in her coffin in the ground.Fighting for composer I lifted my eyes to the alter that is when I saw it. Hanging above the alter was a tapestry. Woven into the tapestry was a rose with these words "God's Promise"
My heart reached out and took that rose for my baby. I not only held the tapestry rose in my heart I also held onto the promises of God. What were the promise that gave me comfort? Jesus said "Blessed are those who mourn for they shall be comforted." That's a promise I held onto.
Another promise that sustained me is found in Isaiah 43:1-3 "Fear not, for I have redeemed you;I have summoned you by name;you are mine, When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you.When you walk through the fire,you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze. For I am the LORD, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior."
During this time in my life my sister Rose gave me a poem "One Day at a Time" I read it over and over. Part of the poem went like this;
One day at a time-but the day is so long
And the heart is not brave and the soul is not strong.
O thou pitiful Christ, be thou near all the way.
Give courage and patience and strength for the day.
Swift cometh His answer so clean and so sweet;
"Yea I will be with thee,thy troubles to meet;
I will not forsake thee, I never will leave."
Not yesterday's load we are called on to bear;
Nor the morrow's uncertain and shadowy care;
Why should we look forward or back with dismay?
Our needs, as our mercies ,are but for the day.
One day at a time and the day is His day.
He hath numbered its hour though they haste or delay.
His grace is sufficient we walk not alone,
As the day, so the strength that he giveth His own.
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