7 years…

Monday January 27th.

Today is such a bittersweet day for me. I miss my boy so much and I can’t believe that 7 years have gone by since he was killed so senselessly.

However, on this day, January 27th of 2025, 7 years later, I got legal custody of his son, my grandson, Logan.

I certainly don’t believe in the coincidence of my final hearing being scheduled on this date of all days.

I can see God‘s hand throughout this entire process. He has been so faithful to us and I know this is part of Him redeeming and restoring what was lost.

I can never bring Billy back, but I do remember a promise I made to him when Logan was less than 6 months old.

Billy was sitting at my kitchen table and he was so distraught because he wasn’t in a place where he could raise Logan yet.

We continued talking and I told him that I would raise Logan if I had to.

He looked at me with such tenderness and he said “you would?” I said “sure I would, but I don’t see that happening until Middle School.”

Keep in mind Logan was a baby at this time, 11 and a half years ago, but I got custody of him today and he is in 6th grade in Middle School.

God knew, and deep down when that came out of my mouth, I knew too.

I certainly didn’t expect the surrounding circumstances in any of our lives, but I’m so glad that Logan is home sleeping in the same bedroom his Dad used to sleep in,going on the same bus route that his Dad used to go on,and he’s even on the same 6th grade team that his Dad was on in the same Middle School that his Dad went to. 

The Lord will always give you beauty for ashes when you trust Him with all of your heart. 💗

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I came so that they would have life, and have it abundantly. ~John 10:10