Worn

Let me see redemption win,
Let me know this struggle ends,
That you can mend a heart that's frail and torn.
I wanna know a song can rise,
From the ashes of a broken life,
And all that's dead inside can be reborn...
I'm worn.        
                          Tenth Avenue North


Five years today and there isn't much to say that hasn't already been said.  We wake up every morning and he is still gone.  Each new day is having to say goodbye again and again.

We still don't understand why this was God's will for us and for Mark, but we hold tight to His unfailing love and the promise of heaven.

 What a day that will be, when my Jesus (and Mark) I shall see!