It's been a month since he died. I spoke with The Lord last night; just in mere conversation with Him His greatness reveals the loose ended stings that lead to my grief and heartache. I'm learning that healing is going to come only from The Lord in this. This is starting to become, what I believe to be, a great understanding. There is an outcome behind all this that is starting to show itself in the most vague of visions.
It's time to begin again.