Yesterday several of us celebrated Melissa’s 16th birthday. That was a tough day for me. I never had the privilege of meeting Melissa, only those who love her, but it hasn’t yet been four years since we lost our daughter Emily and that pain lingers just below the surface…I think it always will. However, what caught me off guard was Bella’s request following the balloon release at the cemetery to visit her mother’s grave…because she missed her. Out of the blue it was like being hit by a mortar right in the chest. Twila Paris recorded a song way back in 1984 (my how time flies!) that is not only one of my favorites, but a classic Christian song called, “The Warrior is a Child.” If you’ve never heard it, she sings of a victorious warrior with battered and dented armor who is really just a child who cries when he’s alone...who when he falls down, he runs back to the Father who strengthens and cares for his child warrior. Jesus never told us it would be easy…he never said there would not be battles to fight…he never implied that we would not be wounded in the battles…but he did assure us of the victory. "Where, O death is your victory? Where, O death is your sting?" The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ (I Corinthians 15:55-57). I do not know your battles, hurts, or wounds, but I know the One who is able to see us through every battle victorious. Do you know him?
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