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Refuge In The
Night Ministry
CHERYL CARTER-CART (Certified Anger Resolution Therapist)
Certifies Mediator for, Families In crisis, Business disputes, Probate, & Court appointed mediation.
Pastoral assistance with grief, because everyone needs hope with life's challenges & solutions.
For help with grief , anger & life's disappointments.
Call 936 230 8564 for an appointment.
Or 936 242 3386
Office location:
101 W. Phillips St.
Conroe Texas 77301
CHERYL CARTER-CART (Certified Anger Resolution Therapist)
Certifies Mediator for, Families In crisis, Business disputes, Probate, & Court appointed mediation.
Pastoral assistance with grief, because everyone needs hope with life's challenges & solutions.
For help with grief , anger & life's disappointments.
Call 936 230 8564 for an appointment.
Or 936 242 3386
Office location:
101 W. Phillips St.
Conroe Texas 77301
E-mail refugeinthenight@yahoo.com
The following is my statement of faith as to how, why & when Christ brought me into the ministry of Refuge In The Night.
On March 16th 2012, Jesus took my beloved husband to live eternally with him. I was devastated, angry, afraid, lost, hurt and lonely. The moment he died, I missed him immediately. How could God have taken him from me. How could I go on???? He was my best friend. We shared everything together. For 19 years I had worked by his side on this ranch. In just a few brief moments, my life changed forever. Now Nothing will ever be the same. Tom Carter was truly a gift given to me from God, and I cherished him. What was even sweeter, he cherished me. We were married 19 years and 3 months. I thought we had longer. Even though he was 17 years older than me. We both had talked about the possibility that I would go before him.( our reasons for this belief no longer exist) Our love story started with a letter. I was 43 years old with two precious children. My marriage of ten years had ended in betrayal. I had been here before, this was my second failed marriage. I was angry. Angry with myself, God, and everyone. I was raised in a Christian home, where marriage meant forever. My parents were married 50 years. However, I learned the hard way, this was not always to be the case. It takes three to make a marriage work. You, your spouse & God. If one is unwilling to stick out the rough times, you cannot make them stay. Twice I made the wrong choice in a mate, and at 43 I had become bitter. From now on just God, the children and myself was all I would needed........ Most definitely no one else.
The following is a true story, called :
" The Letter"
One night, as my second marriage was ending, my daughter came to my room and asked " Mama would you pray with me for God to send us a new daddy?" I said no! With hurt eyes she turned and went back down the stairs. The next night again she came to my room just before bed time. ''Mama would you pray with me for God to send us a new daddy?" again I said no! This went on for about 10 or 12 nights. Finally as she came up the stairs I waited for her request. Then I told her, many years ago I wrote God a letter two different times and both times he answered me right away.
Tonight, we will write God a letter then put it in my Bible. She was delighted. I began the letter with Dear God, first of all, we need a man that is truly a Christian, not one that pretends to be, then ten years down the road gets tired of pretending and reverts back to who & what he truly was. Secondly, we need a Boaz. In the book of Ruth, Boaz cared for Ruth's mother-in-law and Ruth. He let Ruth glean in his wheat fields for food, and sent carts of wheat to Ruth and Naomi's home to feed them. Oh,GOD, I need a man who would truly love me, and love my children as though they came from his own body. A man that would help me take care of my elderly parents. I wanted a truly unified family and did not want to have a different last name than my children. I needed someone to adopt them. The kind of man a girl dreams of in her childhood when she reads fairy tales ( I loved cowboys, ranches & football players). Growing up, John Wayne was the perfect man, in my childlike fantasies. I had seen him play cowboys in the movies, He was always on the side of truth, honor & God. I knew he was a football player in his youth. So I was very specific about what I thought we needed. The kind of man to live with us and love us the rest of our lives. I did not want a pretty man, I wanted a rugged man. We needed a man that,would be gentle but firm and would teach my son how to be a man. There were several other important requests on my list. The last thing I wrote was that he would have to come looking for me. I would not go looking for him. As my daughter read the letter she said .... Oh, Mama there is no such man. I told her that's what we have to have and if he is out there GOD will send him. She rolled her eyes, accepted it, then we put the Letter in my bible. I went to bed and forgot about it. Two weeks later, I was at a rodeo where my children were participating in the events. I was the leader of the 4-H horse club as well as a substitute teacher in a small town. My divorce had been very ugly, and very public. At times, I just wanted to disappear. Seems everyone was in and talking about my business. I had made up my mind the next person rude enough to ask me my personal business. I was going to be chewed up and spit out.
Well...the next person to ask me my personal business was a man named Tom Carter. He was at the rodeo with a man that I had known all my life. This man, Larry Carnes had attended the same church in Houston that I attented growing up. He was in the bleachers at the rodeo. As I walked by he spoke to me. "Hey Cheryl how are you doing, have you met my cousin Tom Carter." We exchanged greetings then he ( Tom Carter) ask " if you were married to a local, how come you kids have your maiden name . I felt the blood rush to my face, I was livid. I turned on him like a mad hen. I chewed on him for a good seven minutes then I stormed off. People were stairing at us as I stomped away, Then I heard Tom holler Woow!!!!! Like a cowboy yell. But I just kept on stomping off. ( through the years I came to love that cowboy yell of his) A couple of days later, I was back at the fair grounds working with Texas A&M holding a horse clinic. I had resigned as leader of the 4-H Horse Club and this was my last event to work. I was sitting under a tarp away from everyone, just happy being sullen and angry. Truth be known, I was feeling quite sorry for myself. Then, Tom Carter came up and said........." I come looking for you ". Again the blood rushed to my face, I was angry when I said "why are you looking for me, what do you want?" He said he wanted to help me. I told him I did not need any help, and furthermore I didn't want any help!!!! He continued to ask questions. Like where I lived, my response was In the Woods, what business is that of yours? With every new question I got even uglier. He stayed all day trying to talk to me. Toward the end of the day, I watched him walk to his truck to leave. I felt a pang of guilt for being so incredibly awful to him. My folks had raised me better than that. So I thought I would go apologize to him as he started to leave. But if he left before I got there. I really didn't care. I guess my guilt only went so deep. But He just sat there in his truck. I walked over to him and said, " Mr. Carter there is nothing in this for you..... but I could use a friend." He said he would like to be my friend. I asked him if he knew anyone that might have a good kid horse that would take a monthly payment. My son's horse had died in a freak accident that morning on our way to the fair grounds, and I needed to get him a horse for the clinic. Tom Carter said, he had a good kid horse and he would bring him the next morning. I asked for his asking price and he said, he is free I'll give him to you. That got my back up again. I told him, " look... Mr. Carter there's nothing free in this world, either give me a price or keep him!!!" Tom then said," you try him out for a couple of weeks take him home with you. If he works out, call me and we will work out the price". The horse was a good fit. I hated calling Tom Carter. I really did not want to deal with him. The anger and bitterness inside me simply could not comprehend his kindness. But...... I called him and asked " so what's your price on the horse? He said I told you he is a gift"......there was silence for a few moments. I told him we have been through this before, either give me a price or I will find out where you live and deliver the horse back to you today!!!! He stayed on the phone negotiating with me for the next two hours. ( In all the years I knew Tom Carter, I found that he was a man of few words and seldom stayed on the phone longer than 10 minutes with anyone)
The following Saturday, the children and I were to come to Tom Carter's pea patch and pick peas every other day till the peas played out. To pay for the horse. We had been there approximately 4 hours when Tom drove up. The back of my truck was full of peas. (6 to 8 bushels or more ). I asked if he would like us to shell, blanch, bag, and put these peas in his freezer. He said no, take them home with you and put them in yours & your mother's freezers. He started walking off to his truck and said he was on his way to a roping. I hollered at him, saying I didn't come out here for free peas, we had a deal. I kept hollering Mr. Carter... Mr Carter....as he drove off. Again I was livid, no wan was going to control me!!!!!! My daughter was standing in the field, looked at me with amazement then she said " Mama, I'd call that a Boaz," we are gleaning in the field just like Ruth'' ....I was so mad as I hatefully said to her " why don't you just shut up!!!!!!" I left the field with my truck full of peas that needed to be shelled. The children and I shelled them & froze them. Because of Tom's kindness, we had a good staple in both my mother's and my own freezer. We worked in his pea patch the next few weeks picking his peas till they played out. The horse was now ours. We ended up working for Tom Carter on his ranch. Spring passed into the days late summer.
He taught us how to drive tractors, cut and bale hay, and feed large herds of animals. I tore up every piece of equipment he owned out of inexperience and ignorance. He never got angry with me. (throughout our lives, he always showed me & the children great patience) One day we were standing and talking, on a piece of the property that was the most beautiful on his ranch. The children and I had been working on his place for a few months. He said to me " you've changed your mind about me, but you don't want to admit it". I told him "Mr. Carter, if I told you why I have changed my mind about you, you would probably write me a check, pay us for the week's work and send us on our way". He said ''what are you talking about...... I told him about the letter. When I finished he said "well what do you think about this place" I could not help but think...... back a man in a corner and he will change the subject every time. I told him he had a beautiful ranch. He said "good, good, then I guess this is where you're gonna spend the rest of your life." That was in the summer of 1993. That Christmas we married. The following February, he adopted the children. For the next 19 years & 3 months I was a ranchers wife and I loved it. I did things I never believed I was capable of. Like Pulling calves, operating on horses & cows, driving the tractor trailer on the ranch, unloading feed at 3 am in the rain, cold & mud. I soaked it up & loved all of it. The work was hard but good. He taught us how to plant gardens to feed ourselves. He was the smartest, best man I ever knew. We were a family. God had granted me the desires of my heart and we were blessed. Tom Carter saved our lives through the direction of God's masterful hand, and for the first time in many, many years life was good.
The next Chapter of my life came suddenly:
"He saved our lives"
That's what both of the children told our pastor ( Josh Henry) when he was preparing Tom's funeral. My children could see, even in their young ages. That the bitterness growing in my heart for men was destructive. Destructive to me and most definitely to them. In our greatest time of need, God answered a simple letter written by a child and her mother. God, through Tom Carter, saved our lives. We were blessed greater than these simple words can say. We grieve over our loss. We miss this Giant of a man that filled our lives for 19 years & 3 months. However, Tom is not dead to us. I feel him here everywhere everyday. I will love Tom Carter forever. He was one of the sweetest gifts from God. God has given me some awesome gifts, salvation, my children, Tom, to mention just a few. But God gave us something else too. We had visited & attended several churches after we married. But,Tom and I had been wounded by the triditional church. He and I had both been raised in church. Yet the church had no real place for us or our talents because, I was his 4th wife & he was my 3rd husband. It is one thing to have this history as a non Christian & then become a Christian. But to be a Christian and have this track record is shameful.( not to God but some believers) Five years ago, a Cowboy preacher, starting a Cowboy Church with 12 people, reached out to us and invited us to attend Trail Of Life Cowboy Church. There we found a home. Tom never missed a service, What a blessing Bro. Josh Henry & the Trail Of Life Cowboy Church was & has been to us.The church has grown to well over a 100 to 150 in attendance.They are our family. I guess I could have grown a bitter heart again over loosing Tom, but through my church family, Jesus Christ, Father God, and the Holy Spirit, there is truly Refuge In The Night.
Eplog: As I look back
My pain had been so great. Just to breathe hurt more than words could express. I wanted to go with Tom, so I waited to die. I thought of June Carter and Johnny Cash. June, the beloved wife of Johnny died. Four brief months later, Johnny followed. In my grieving mind, I just knew God was not going to separate us now. So I waited for Jesus & Tom to come for me. I was alone now, my children were now adults, they had their own lives. They did not need me, and I did not want to live in this big house without Tom. But that was my plan not God's. I do not know why God took Tom at this time. But I trust God.I simply know God is right in all he does. My peace comes with these words, "John 11:25 I am the resurrection and the life." I am not a widow, Tom Carter lives. One day he will returne with Christ to take me home. But until then.
The God that created me, and breathed life into me, has work for me to do yet. I am ready to do my father's work. No matter how small, or wherever He takes me. In the dark, still moments of the night, the sunshine of the day, or pouring rain. I will follow Him.
Refuge In The Night. A ministry that has many branches of help, to be here and available through the night for anyone hurting, alone, and needs someone to call, to listen , and to comfort them through the darkest part of the night, of their life. I have found, the more I talk & write about Tom & our life together, God is healing me from the inside out. I pray Blessings over all who find their way to this site.
The following is my statement of faith as to how, why & when Christ brought me into the ministry of Refuge In The Night.
On March 16th 2012, Jesus took my beloved husband to live eternally with him. I was devastated, angry, afraid, lost, hurt and lonely. The moment he died, I missed him immediately. How could God have taken him from me. How could I go on???? He was my best friend. We shared everything together. For 19 years I had worked by his side on this ranch. In just a few brief moments, my life changed forever. Now Nothing will ever be the same. Tom Carter was truly a gift given to me from God, and I cherished him. What was even sweeter, he cherished me. We were married 19 years and 3 months. I thought we had longer. Even though he was 17 years older than me. We both had talked about the possibility that I would go before him.( our reasons for this belief no longer exist) Our love story started with a letter. I was 43 years old with two precious children. My marriage of ten years had ended in betrayal. I had been here before, this was my second failed marriage. I was angry. Angry with myself, God, and everyone. I was raised in a Christian home, where marriage meant forever. My parents were married 50 years. However, I learned the hard way, this was not always to be the case. It takes three to make a marriage work. You, your spouse & God. If one is unwilling to stick out the rough times, you cannot make them stay. Twice I made the wrong choice in a mate, and at 43 I had become bitter. From now on just God, the children and myself was all I would needed........ Most definitely no one else.
The following is a true story, called :
" The Letter"
One night, as my second marriage was ending, my daughter came to my room and asked " Mama would you pray with me for God to send us a new daddy?" I said no! With hurt eyes she turned and went back down the stairs. The next night again she came to my room just before bed time. ''Mama would you pray with me for God to send us a new daddy?" again I said no! This went on for about 10 or 12 nights. Finally as she came up the stairs I waited for her request. Then I told her, many years ago I wrote God a letter two different times and both times he answered me right away.
Tonight, we will write God a letter then put it in my Bible. She was delighted. I began the letter with Dear God, first of all, we need a man that is truly a Christian, not one that pretends to be, then ten years down the road gets tired of pretending and reverts back to who & what he truly was. Secondly, we need a Boaz. In the book of Ruth, Boaz cared for Ruth's mother-in-law and Ruth. He let Ruth glean in his wheat fields for food, and sent carts of wheat to Ruth and Naomi's home to feed them. Oh,GOD, I need a man who would truly love me, and love my children as though they came from his own body. A man that would help me take care of my elderly parents. I wanted a truly unified family and did not want to have a different last name than my children. I needed someone to adopt them. The kind of man a girl dreams of in her childhood when she reads fairy tales ( I loved cowboys, ranches & football players). Growing up, John Wayne was the perfect man, in my childlike fantasies. I had seen him play cowboys in the movies, He was always on the side of truth, honor & God. I knew he was a football player in his youth. So I was very specific about what I thought we needed. The kind of man to live with us and love us the rest of our lives. I did not want a pretty man, I wanted a rugged man. We needed a man that,would be gentle but firm and would teach my son how to be a man. There were several other important requests on my list. The last thing I wrote was that he would have to come looking for me. I would not go looking for him. As my daughter read the letter she said .... Oh, Mama there is no such man. I told her that's what we have to have and if he is out there GOD will send him. She rolled her eyes, accepted it, then we put the Letter in my bible. I went to bed and forgot about it. Two weeks later, I was at a rodeo where my children were participating in the events. I was the leader of the 4-H horse club as well as a substitute teacher in a small town. My divorce had been very ugly, and very public. At times, I just wanted to disappear. Seems everyone was in and talking about my business. I had made up my mind the next person rude enough to ask me my personal business. I was going to be chewed up and spit out.
Well...the next person to ask me my personal business was a man named Tom Carter. He was at the rodeo with a man that I had known all my life. This man, Larry Carnes had attended the same church in Houston that I attented growing up. He was in the bleachers at the rodeo. As I walked by he spoke to me. "Hey Cheryl how are you doing, have you met my cousin Tom Carter." We exchanged greetings then he ( Tom Carter) ask " if you were married to a local, how come you kids have your maiden name . I felt the blood rush to my face, I was livid. I turned on him like a mad hen. I chewed on him for a good seven minutes then I stormed off. People were stairing at us as I stomped away, Then I heard Tom holler Woow!!!!! Like a cowboy yell. But I just kept on stomping off. ( through the years I came to love that cowboy yell of his) A couple of days later, I was back at the fair grounds working with Texas A&M holding a horse clinic. I had resigned as leader of the 4-H Horse Club and this was my last event to work. I was sitting under a tarp away from everyone, just happy being sullen and angry. Truth be known, I was feeling quite sorry for myself. Then, Tom Carter came up and said........." I come looking for you ". Again the blood rushed to my face, I was angry when I said "why are you looking for me, what do you want?" He said he wanted to help me. I told him I did not need any help, and furthermore I didn't want any help!!!! He continued to ask questions. Like where I lived, my response was In the Woods, what business is that of yours? With every new question I got even uglier. He stayed all day trying to talk to me. Toward the end of the day, I watched him walk to his truck to leave. I felt a pang of guilt for being so incredibly awful to him. My folks had raised me better than that. So I thought I would go apologize to him as he started to leave. But if he left before I got there. I really didn't care. I guess my guilt only went so deep. But He just sat there in his truck. I walked over to him and said, " Mr. Carter there is nothing in this for you..... but I could use a friend." He said he would like to be my friend. I asked him if he knew anyone that might have a good kid horse that would take a monthly payment. My son's horse had died in a freak accident that morning on our way to the fair grounds, and I needed to get him a horse for the clinic. Tom Carter said, he had a good kid horse and he would bring him the next morning. I asked for his asking price and he said, he is free I'll give him to you. That got my back up again. I told him, " look... Mr. Carter there's nothing free in this world, either give me a price or keep him!!!" Tom then said," you try him out for a couple of weeks take him home with you. If he works out, call me and we will work out the price". The horse was a good fit. I hated calling Tom Carter. I really did not want to deal with him. The anger and bitterness inside me simply could not comprehend his kindness. But...... I called him and asked " so what's your price on the horse? He said I told you he is a gift"......there was silence for a few moments. I told him we have been through this before, either give me a price or I will find out where you live and deliver the horse back to you today!!!! He stayed on the phone negotiating with me for the next two hours. ( In all the years I knew Tom Carter, I found that he was a man of few words and seldom stayed on the phone longer than 10 minutes with anyone)
The following Saturday, the children and I were to come to Tom Carter's pea patch and pick peas every other day till the peas played out. To pay for the horse. We had been there approximately 4 hours when Tom drove up. The back of my truck was full of peas. (6 to 8 bushels or more ). I asked if he would like us to shell, blanch, bag, and put these peas in his freezer. He said no, take them home with you and put them in yours & your mother's freezers. He started walking off to his truck and said he was on his way to a roping. I hollered at him, saying I didn't come out here for free peas, we had a deal. I kept hollering Mr. Carter... Mr Carter....as he drove off. Again I was livid, no wan was going to control me!!!!!! My daughter was standing in the field, looked at me with amazement then she said " Mama, I'd call that a Boaz," we are gleaning in the field just like Ruth'' ....I was so mad as I hatefully said to her " why don't you just shut up!!!!!!" I left the field with my truck full of peas that needed to be shelled. The children and I shelled them & froze them. Because of Tom's kindness, we had a good staple in both my mother's and my own freezer. We worked in his pea patch the next few weeks picking his peas till they played out. The horse was now ours. We ended up working for Tom Carter on his ranch. Spring passed into the days late summer.
He taught us how to drive tractors, cut and bale hay, and feed large herds of animals. I tore up every piece of equipment he owned out of inexperience and ignorance. He never got angry with me. (throughout our lives, he always showed me & the children great patience) One day we were standing and talking, on a piece of the property that was the most beautiful on his ranch. The children and I had been working on his place for a few months. He said to me " you've changed your mind about me, but you don't want to admit it". I told him "Mr. Carter, if I told you why I have changed my mind about you, you would probably write me a check, pay us for the week's work and send us on our way". He said ''what are you talking about...... I told him about the letter. When I finished he said "well what do you think about this place" I could not help but think...... back a man in a corner and he will change the subject every time. I told him he had a beautiful ranch. He said "good, good, then I guess this is where you're gonna spend the rest of your life." That was in the summer of 1993. That Christmas we married. The following February, he adopted the children. For the next 19 years & 3 months I was a ranchers wife and I loved it. I did things I never believed I was capable of. Like Pulling calves, operating on horses & cows, driving the tractor trailer on the ranch, unloading feed at 3 am in the rain, cold & mud. I soaked it up & loved all of it. The work was hard but good. He taught us how to plant gardens to feed ourselves. He was the smartest, best man I ever knew. We were a family. God had granted me the desires of my heart and we were blessed. Tom Carter saved our lives through the direction of God's masterful hand, and for the first time in many, many years life was good.
The next Chapter of my life came suddenly:
"He saved our lives"
That's what both of the children told our pastor ( Josh Henry) when he was preparing Tom's funeral. My children could see, even in their young ages. That the bitterness growing in my heart for men was destructive. Destructive to me and most definitely to them. In our greatest time of need, God answered a simple letter written by a child and her mother. God, through Tom Carter, saved our lives. We were blessed greater than these simple words can say. We grieve over our loss. We miss this Giant of a man that filled our lives for 19 years & 3 months. However, Tom is not dead to us. I feel him here everywhere everyday. I will love Tom Carter forever. He was one of the sweetest gifts from God. God has given me some awesome gifts, salvation, my children, Tom, to mention just a few. But God gave us something else too. We had visited & attended several churches after we married. But,Tom and I had been wounded by the triditional church. He and I had both been raised in church. Yet the church had no real place for us or our talents because, I was his 4th wife & he was my 3rd husband. It is one thing to have this history as a non Christian & then become a Christian. But to be a Christian and have this track record is shameful.( not to God but some believers) Five years ago, a Cowboy preacher, starting a Cowboy Church with 12 people, reached out to us and invited us to attend Trail Of Life Cowboy Church. There we found a home. Tom never missed a service, What a blessing Bro. Josh Henry & the Trail Of Life Cowboy Church was & has been to us.The church has grown to well over a 100 to 150 in attendance.They are our family. I guess I could have grown a bitter heart again over loosing Tom, but through my church family, Jesus Christ, Father God, and the Holy Spirit, there is truly Refuge In The Night.
Eplog: As I look back
My pain had been so great. Just to breathe hurt more than words could express. I wanted to go with Tom, so I waited to die. I thought of June Carter and Johnny Cash. June, the beloved wife of Johnny died. Four brief months later, Johnny followed. In my grieving mind, I just knew God was not going to separate us now. So I waited for Jesus & Tom to come for me. I was alone now, my children were now adults, they had their own lives. They did not need me, and I did not want to live in this big house without Tom. But that was my plan not God's. I do not know why God took Tom at this time. But I trust God.I simply know God is right in all he does. My peace comes with these words, "John 11:25 I am the resurrection and the life." I am not a widow, Tom Carter lives. One day he will returne with Christ to take me home. But until then.
The God that created me, and breathed life into me, has work for me to do yet. I am ready to do my father's work. No matter how small, or wherever He takes me. In the dark, still moments of the night, the sunshine of the day, or pouring rain. I will follow Him.
Refuge In The Night. A ministry that has many branches of help, to be here and available through the night for anyone hurting, alone, and needs someone to call, to listen , and to comfort them through the darkest part of the night, of their life. I have found, the more I talk & write about Tom & our life together, God is healing me from the inside out. I pray Blessings over all who find their way to this site.
And now some verses of comfort to
me
Psalm 9:9
The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble.
Psalm 18:2
The LORD is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
Psalm 30:5
Weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.
Psalm 34:18
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit
Psalm 71:20-21
Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter, you will restore my life again; from the depths of the earth you will again bring me up. You will increase my honor and comfort me once again.
Psalm 138:7
Though I walk in the midst of trouble, you preserve my life; you stretch out your hand against the anger of my foes, with your right hand you save me.
Proverbs 14:32
When calamity comes, the wicked are brought down, but even in death the righteous have a refuge.
Isaiah 54:10
Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed, says the LORD, who has compassion on you.
Nahum 1:7
The LORD is good, a refuge in times of trouble. He cares for those who trust in him,
Matthew 5:4
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
Matthew 11:25-30
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.
John 6:39-40
And this is the will of him who sent me, that I shall lose none of all that he has given me, but raise them up at the last day. For my Father's will is that everyone who looks to the Son and believes in him shall have eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day.
John 6:35-40
Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me shall not hunger, and whoever believes in me shall never thirst. But I said to you that you have seen me and yet do not believe. All that the Father gives me will come to me, and whoever comes to me I will never cast out. ForI have come down from heaven, not to do my own will but the will of him who sent me. And this is the will of him who sent me, that I should lose nothing of all that he has given me, but raise it up on the last day. For this is the will of my Father, that everyone who looks on the Son and believes in him should have eternal life, and I will raise him up on the last day.”
John 11:25-26
Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live, and everyone who lives and believes in me shall never die.
John 14:1-4
Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me. In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.
John 14:27
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.
Romans 8:14,15
Because those who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God. For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of Sonship. And by him we cry, "Abba, Father."
2 Corinthians 1:3-5
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows.
Philippians 4:6
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God
1st Peter 5:6-7
Humble yourselves, therefore, under God's mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast
all your anxiety on him because He cares for you.
Revelation 21:4
He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."
Psalm 23
The LORD is my shepherd,
I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in
green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters,
He restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
For his name's sake.
Even though I walk Through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, For you are with me;
Your rod and your staff, They comfort me.
You prepare a table before me In the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil, My cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me All the days
of my life, And I will dwell in the house of God forever.
James 4:7
Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.
“Bereavement is the sharpest challenge to our trust in God; if faith can overcome this,
there is no mountain which it cannot remove.” ~
William Ralph Inge
“The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing… not healing, not curing… that is a friend who cares.” ~
Francis Bacon
In LOVING Memory Of Tom Carter
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me, and he strengthens me everyday.
In His Love and Grace,
Cheryl Carter
Psalm 9:9
The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble.
Psalm 18:2
The LORD is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
Psalm 30:5
Weeping may remain for a night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.
Psalm 34:18
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit
Psalm 71:20-21
Though you have made me see troubles, many and bitter, you will restore my life again; from the depths of the earth you will again bring me up. You will increase my honor and comfort me once again.
Psalm 138:7
Though I walk in the midst of trouble, you preserve my life; you stretch out your hand against the anger of my foes, with your right hand you save me.
Proverbs 14:32
When calamity comes, the wicked are brought down, but even in death the righteous have a refuge.
Isaiah 54:10
Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed, says the LORD, who has compassion on you.
Nahum 1:7
The LORD is good, a refuge in times of trouble. He cares for those who trust in him,
Matthew 5:4
Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
Matthew 11:25-30
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.
John 6:39-40
And this is the will of him who sent me, that I shall lose none of all that he has given me, but raise them up at the last day. For my Father's will is that everyone who looks to the Son and believes in him shall have eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day.
John 6:35-40
Jesus said to them, “I am the bread of life; whoever comes to me shall not hunger, and whoever believes in me shall never thirst. But I said to you that you have seen me and yet do not believe. All that the Father gives me will come to me, and whoever comes to me I will never cast out. ForI have come down from heaven, not to do my own will but the will of him who sent me. And this is the will of him who sent me, that I should lose nothing of all that he has given me, but raise it up on the last day. For this is the will of my Father, that everyone who looks on the Son and believes in him should have eternal life, and I will raise him up on the last day.”
John 11:25-26
Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. Whoever believes in me, though he die, yet shall he live, and everyone who lives and believes in me shall never die.
John 14:1-4
Do not let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God; trust also in me. In my Father's house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. You know the way to the place where I am going.
John 14:27
Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.
Romans 8:14,15
Because those who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God. For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of Sonship. And by him we cry, "Abba, Father."
2 Corinthians 1:3-5
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God. For just as the sufferings of Christ flow over into our lives, so also through Christ our comfort overflows.
Philippians 4:6
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God
1st Peter 5:6-7
Humble yourselves, therefore, under God's mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast
all your anxiety on him because He cares for you.
Revelation 21:4
He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."
Psalm 23
The LORD is my shepherd,
I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in
green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters,
He restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
For his name's sake.
Even though I walk Through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, For you are with me;
Your rod and your staff, They comfort me.
You prepare a table before me In the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil, My cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me All the days
of my life, And I will dwell in the house of God forever.
James 4:7
Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.
“Bereavement is the sharpest challenge to our trust in God; if faith can overcome this,
there is no mountain which it cannot remove.” ~
William Ralph Inge
“The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing… not healing, not curing… that is a friend who cares.” ~
Francis Bacon
In LOVING Memory Of Tom Carter
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me, and he strengthens me everyday.
In His Love and Grace,
Cheryl Carter
Cheryl Carter
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