The Widow’s Garment

Walk with me through the pages of tragedy, restoration, and final justification of a new life in Christ. I am writing this book as an open epistle to those who have experienced the loss of a loved one. I am recounting the experience of my life through the design of the Holy Spirit. The word tells us to comfort those with the comfort you have been comforted with. My prayers is as you walk with me through this tragedy, you will see the healing hand of God, the hope of God through Christ, and his ability to make all things new. In this life we will wear many garments. Our garments display wh at season we are in. Our garments change as Our garments change as season’s change, and as seasons change so do our lives. Solomon spoke the great words, To everything there is a season… I am writing on particular seasons is my life and the garment that I wore by the intricate delicate design of destiny. A garment with which Jesus entrusted me. A garment so precious that he tenderly put it upon my life from the closet of the cross, that I could experience His glorious resurrection power. THE WIDOW’S GARMENT ………. And I saw myself with a beautiful sapphire sequined evening gown walking with my head lifted high. My countenance was brighter than the sequins on the gown, and as I was walking, a great hand came and violently ripped my dress into two pieces, the other hand held a gown of sackcloth. The hand gestures with a question, will you wear this tonight instead?