Jesus is truly the author of my story. He has been my light and my guide through the dark tunnel of suffering and pain. The pain and suffering a parent encounters when faced with the death of a child is truly unbearable. The ability to cope with the grief of such loss is beyond human endurance. My journey through that valley experience was so horrific and so dark it devastated my soul. The pain of my loss crushed my spirit. I was able to cope only through the strength of God’s mercy, grace, and love. He was with me every step of the way. Through every twist and every turn of that long and narrow path, he never left me alone. God is truly omnipresent. He is everywhere! No matter how deep the pain, no matter how dark the night, we are never lost from his loving presence nor from his comfort and care. The heart of his mercy tenderly carries us “on the wings of the morning.” Psalm 139:9–10 says, “If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall Thy hand lead me, and Thy right hand shall hold me fast.” God has his very own unique way of restoring and healing broken hearts. He is able! Even in the mist of brokenness and sorrow, he is able to grant joy.