I will be forever thankful that in the years just before Dominic ran ahead to heaven, I spent each morning lingering long over Scripture. I had just completed filling my fifth journal, copying entire chapters and making notes about what God revealed as I wrote and read.
Because if I had not been so thoroughly steeped in truth before it happened, I’m not sure I would have listened to it afterward.
I understand how hearts are hardened by tragedy.
It’s a wonder that any heart remains soft at all.
Only God’s amazing grace has kept me from turning away.
Only His steadfast love has kept me from leaving it all behind.