A Bitter March

         A bitter March, where the valleys have taken tremendously and the mountains climbed were high and dangerous to ascend. A rough go, through much we didn't know. Journeying three, wife, son and me, walking through the middles of life and all that means. Watching and praying as one year ends and another begins in my forty-seventh year of breaths taken. Watching and praying as one year has ended and another begins in my wife...a later year; she is still beautiful. 

         A bitter March of cold and hot, sometimes simple and others not, still we march on journeying three, wife, son and me. Still we march on, even when the roads ahead have been bitter, when they've threatened to make us bitter as we pray against that sour root that can grow; Lord Jesus let it not grow in us. Still we soldier forward, for that good word of promise and hope found in Jesus. Still we march on, through it all, grateful that we are not consumed because of His great love; where it's been a bitter month and a journey hard, yet we are still standing because Jesus who holds us is strong, faithful and strong.

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