Teardrops To Rain

Messages filled her mind and heart unceasingly. Phrases in number, that the author could hardly jot down rapidly enough, comforted her. Some of the poetry was not captured on paper. Even passages of scripture became more alive than ever. Yes, a cancer survivor for six years, and presently facing an incurable liver disorder presented a threat. Unnumbered procedures, surgeries, and continual testing produced opportunities to describe the presence of light where darkness was abounding. In Richardson's words, peace and joy had never been stronger as God continually ministered His grace to uplift during a demanding time. Valuable lessons would not have been learned had she not journeyed that path, were her expressions. The never faltering grace of God was beaming brightly. Fellowship with Jesus Christ during difficult circumstances was the author's joy. The appearance of defeat was not defeat at all. Another chance to trust God as counsel never sailed amiss. Instead of heartache, gentleness and rest entered, as pain was ushered swiftly away. Appearing the teardrops--and raindrops rushed in.