I keep looking at the cross and know is coming, way before I want it.  But who wants a cross after all, it's not natural to want to suffer.  I want to be strong and I don't know how it all is going to be, but it awaits me.  I wonder how Mary handled it, knowing deep inside Jesus had to die.  She also had to die in the process. 

Calm is what I'm striving to, in order to convey my feelings and to continue providing guidance when guidance is asked of me.  I want to be available, I want to be trusted and to provide support according to my abilities.  It's so hard not to have control over the situations anymore and is painful to see someone chossing their path and letting make their own decisions.  I can't think that my way is the only way and I need to stop expecting the worst.  God uses everything, good and bad, for something of value to the person and to the world.  I hope I'm making sense because one thing I must learn here is never to lose hope, if I do everything will be lost. 

I should trust in God who is the only able to step in when I can't and to protect when I'm far away.   I can't have greater alllied and rest assure that He will support me, us every step of the way.   

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