The Cross

I use to think I knew "some things" about life, but now I feel like I am starting over. All of my perceptions and "opinions" on things have dramatically changed. The only thing I am left with is this: Christ died and rose again so that when life hands you devastation, through Christ, you can survive. I say "survive" because as a mom seeing my little boy go through something like this it's a matter of survival. When I think about the Cross it gives me hope in a hopeless situation. Every other opinion or belief is rubbish. Being in this circumstance ,I can understand why people, who live without Christ, use drugs and alcohol to escape life's harsh journey. As for me, I think about Job a lot. He had everything taken away from him. Yet he held onto God and that's me, I am holding on. Even though Job had it worse than me, he sure did leave an incredible example. It has taken me time to come to this realization, that regardless of the outcome God still has my heart. Even if I suffer and lose everything, He still has my heart.