A Day Is Like A Thousand Years, A Thousand Years Is Like a Day

    Today was one of those days . . . those God moments.  I have been so sad the last few days.  I went into a Hallmark store to get a bigger sized bracelet for my Achazia charms.  When I was there, I felt a need to share with the girl helping me about the meaning behind each of my beads.  (They tell the story of my sweet Achazia.)  When I got to my #1 bead, I broke down and started crying.  That one always gets me . . . I don't know why.  I have a #1 on my bracelet to remind me of a Word God gave me after my baby went to heaven.  There is a verse in the Bible that talks about time in heaven . . . and how one day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years is like a day.  A couple different people separately gave me that Word . . . that for Achazia . . . it is just one day she is waiting for me . . . she will see me tomorrow.  Just writing that brings peace to my heart.  Anyways, I didn't do the perfect job sharing God's greatness with this girl looking back.  My words . . . well . . . I get tripped up when I talk about Achazia Jean . . . but I am praying God used the conversation anyways!  After I told her everything . . . she said it was beautiful . . . and that she had actually JUST had a miscarriage two months before.  Isn't that just like God?!  LORD, I pray that you would give that sweet young girl healing tonight . . . that she would feel your love and peace . . . and know that her baby is loved and safe.