Mark is down in his back this morning and even though it is the anniversary day of our son dying I decided to pet him a little bit and make some homemade biscuits for breakfast. As I was mixing up the flour and the Crisco and cutting the Crisco in I turned to the refrigerator and grabbed a half gallon of milk. I went right over to my bowl and poured in the exact amount of milk without even measuring. This blog just hit me right then like a brick. I knew exactly how much milk to pour in because I have made homemade biscuits all of my life!

Our son has been dead 8 years today, January the 8th. Where others cry and mourn I just thank God this morning for giving me my dear son, for letting me be his Mom and loaning him to me for 37 years. Yes, I have both good and bad memories but I choose to praise God in this greatest storm of my life and to find JOY in the few short years that I had with Danny.

God never fails us or leaves our side if we commit to him and turn our hearts over to him. We have Him always in our world to help us with each and every thing and just do what we know to do and He will do the rest. I can’t stress enough how we need to Praise our God in our storms and give Him our all. The rest will work out according to His plan. Try your best to not be negative and look for the silver lining in all that happens to you.

When the worst smacks you down just do what you know to do and know that God is faithful!

I rejoice this morning in the life of Danny Lee Poston and thank God for the remembrance of Him!