not dark to Him

We had a wonderful and full Thanksgiving break...24 hours on the road, caving, horses, eating at the restaurant Matt worked at when we were dating and newly married, and sweet time with family in Ohio, especially reliving some of the traditions we always had with Dad. I mourn him best in his favorite places with his favorite people, and it was sweet to walk the caves and bridges we walked with him since I was a little girl. Those are my good tears, dad just up ahead. Anytime we are all together, you just kind of wait for him to walk in the room. At Old Man's Cave, I can almost still see mom and dad both up ahead, so unchanging are those stones. Having the cousins together is always so sweet...they adore one another. So thankful.

Sitting in Sunday school today the Lord brought this old memory to mind, and I found the story on our blog to refresh the details for myself.  As we spoke about the darkest nights in Sunday school, I remembered that even the darkness is not dark to Him...and the day that reminded me. 

 https://mshaiti.blogspot.com/2014/04/three-power.html

I will never know, this side of heaven, what grace has sustained me due to one of your prayers, due to one of you prayer warriors. Thank you.