Although my soul is feeling heavy, like an evening shadow drawing long with the end of the day. I have the hope of knowing the morning is new with His mercies. I loss my step-mom last Friday to viral pneumonia and her funeral was this past Friday. It has been so hard as I relived memories of my mother’s death and funeral, almost 29 years ago. Same church, same pew, same preacher but different look at life. Instead of looking at the situation with anger towards God, I turned towards Him for comfort and peace.