I will bless the lord at all times. His praises will continually be in my mouth.
Six years ago I couldn't say these words and mean it from my heart. They were mere words to me because I was mourning for my son. Yes! Mourning. In most cases, mourning is when we lose a loved one to death, but in this case, I was losing my son to prison. I have been through rain, I have been through storms, I have been through muddy waters. My son is still incarcerated and I don't know when he will be free, but I thank God because he gave me hope, and he has blessed me in so many ways along this journey.
Thank you Jesus!