8/14/2018

God has shown in the midst of great difficulty, pain, and loss there is a seed of new life to be birthed. God's plan always involves resurrecting life from death. Through our son, Sterling’s death on February 13, 2014, the seed of life has been given to bring hope and healing to others who are struggling and grieving through such losses. The Trinity set in motion a plan for our lives to be the "hospital ward" where we could be taught the Divine art of comfort. We have continued to have our shares of ongoing losses these past few years yet only to experience the Comforter renewing our strength as we look to the hope in Him holding fast to His promises instead of our circumstances.

Today is a momentous day as it is four and a half years since our Sterling's Homecoming to be with the Lord. And by no mistake is this the day we received our nonprofit status for The Sterling Rose Sanctuary. It will be a place where an individual, a couple, or a family will be ministered to and given tools for their journey of grief. We have been given a beautiful picture of what The Sterling Rose Sanctuary is to encapsulate and are humbled by this calling and opportunity. We would greatly appreciate your prayers for our ministry as we seek to raise the necessary funds.

You can make a donation on:

www.thesterlingrosesanctuary.us

Comfort, comfort my people, says your God.
​(Isaiah 40:1).

Store up comfort. This was the prophet's mission. The world is full of comfortless hearts, and you are not sufficient for this lofty ministry, you must be trained. And your training is costly in the extreme; for, to render it perfect, you too must pass through the same afflictions as are wringing countless hearts of tears and blood. Thus your own life becomes the hospital ward where you are taught the Divine art of comfort. You are wounded, that in the binding up of your wounds by the Great Physician, you may learn how to render first aid to the wounded everywhere. Do you wonder why you are passing through some special sorrow? Wait till years are passed, and you will find many others afflicted as you are. You will tell them how you have suffered and have been comforted; then as the tale is unfolded, and the anodynes applied which once your God wrapped around you, in the eager look and the gleam of hope that shall chase the shadow of despair across the soul, you shall know why you were afflicted, and bless God for the discipline that stored your life with such a fund of experience and helpfulness.
--Selected

God does not comfort us to make us comfortable but to make us comforters.
--Dr. Jowett Streams in the Desert

With love,