A Thorough Job
The day my daughter died, my life stopped and started over. The things I thought were important weren’t important anymore. The goals I had set throughout my life, I had accomplished. But now, everything about my life felt insignificant and temporary.
My daughter should have been with me throughout my life, but she was gone. I knew I would spend the rest of my life trying to find proof that we would be together again.
In my youth, I was taught all I needed was faith. Have faith, everything has a purpose. Have faith, God will not give you more than you can handle. Have faith, God hears your prayers. Have faith, you will be with her again. My faith was completely shattered. In fact, I wasn’t sure if there even was a God. Of course, I hoped there was because if He existed so did my daughter.
I pleaded, “Please help me find my Bre!”
To my surprise, that is exactly what happened. I learned to pay attention and act on the odd things that began to happen. The book, person, place, or thing that caught my attention, I would investigate. Not only did I find my daughter, but I also found answers to questions I didn’t know I had and the questions I had asked throughout my life including who and what God was. He did a thorough job and gave me more than I asked for.