Had I not gone through such a heart wrenching, mysterious rejection alongside my mother’s death would I have ever known how much I am supported and loved by so many?

• Would I have ever known that people I’ve never even met in person would actually fast and pray for me?
• Would I have ever had this sweet time with my father who loves me unconditionally?
• Would I be as acutely aware of my mother’s love that continues to sustain me?
• Would I be in this prayer bubble of heavenly support?
• Would I have found my voice? My courage? Found the music of my soul without this time with daddy, my cousin Jody and my brother-in-law?
• Would I be gaining this experiential priceless wisdom about gratitude?
• Would I finally be comprehending that divine love has two sides — challenge and support?
• Would I have this opportunity to learn how to stand in a centered place of love, peace and gratitude, and not be knocked off balance by praise or attack?

I think not… and there is so much more to learn, absorb and receive. The seeds of loss and rejection are reaping a multitude of blessings.

If I can actually learn how to live in a place of centered love, accepting everything that comes as a gift … then all of it is worth it.

Thank you for your prayers, for your love and support. And thank you, Heavenly Father for loving me enough to tell me to travel a path of pain to become the masterpiece You saw inside me.