Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Free Indeed

I walked into my father's house and there she sat. My step-mother, Debbie, was in the final stages of cancer. Her frail, weak body made her barely recognizable. She burst into tears when she saw my face. She must have seen the compassion in my eyes. She was not usually emotional. However, that day was different. There was a keen sense of God's love in the atmosphere...To continue reading, click on the link below.


Kristin Bridgman said...

Hello there,
I read your story on Freedom Rocks Blog Tour. I was also on awhile back but for some reason that site will not take my comments.( a lot of blogger bugs out there right now)
I loved what you wrote and identify. I was with my step-mom as she died and felt a release of forgiveness. Forgiveness is truely freedom and can only be done with the love of Christ. Thank you for sharing and so glad I have met you! I would love to follow you but am not seeing a follow button.

Amy Lynne said...

Kristin, thank you for your kind words about what I wrote for the blog tour. So glad I have met you too!