You are my hiding place. You will keep me out of trouble and surround me with songs that remind me I am free. [pause in His presence] Psalm 32:7 VOICE
When someone you love dies it feels like your warm blanket has been ripped off and you are standing in the middle of a winter storm. That’s how I felt when Bill woke up in Heaven. I was glad that he was no longer suffering. I was rejoicing that he could now walk and breathe and swallow. His glorified body was whole and he was healed.