Where do you go when life as you know it is turned completely upside down? It happened to me. The life I knew and loved vanished on August 7, 2013 when my college sweetheart and husband of 33 years chose to end his life. There are not words to describe my shock and devastation. Though I was surrounded with wonderful, loving people, none of them could restore the half of me that died that day. This was a God-sized task! This is my journey through shock, grief, mourning and healing. It is the very personal and profound journey I took to ultimately discover that no matter how deep your pain…God is always there and He is enough. If you are grieving, God Is Enough will give you hope. I understand what you are going through, and I am here to share my message of hope, healing and faith.
M.E. Louis is a native of North Carolina. She grew up in Chapel Hill where she attended the University of North Carolina and met the love of her life, Tate, who became a pastor. After 33 years of marriage, Tate took his life on August 7, 2013. God is Enough is her story of hope, healing and faith.
The box that contained the puzzle was white. There was no picture on the cover that revealed what the puzzle would look like. The same was true of the situation I found myself in the day my husband ended his life.There was no puzzle picture to direct me through this tragedy. My life was a blank because everything I had ever known previously had disappeared. I attempted to place together the edge pieces. I was frustrated that the first few pieces I tried to put together did not work.
God is Enough
During the time when puzzles were such a help, I received the sweetest surprise in the mail from my neighbor’s daughter, Heather, whose father had committed suicide. It was a puzzle that she designed. The box that contained the puzzle pieces was all white so I had no idea what the puzzle looked like. I loved that, because it was a challenge as well as a surprise as to what would appear when all the pieces were put in their rightful places! I remember working on it every night for a week. Finished, it was a scene of a curved gravel path surrounded by grass, bushes and trees. Although you could see two curves in the scene, you could not see where the path was going. The words at the top of the puzzle read: Begin each day as if it were on purpose. Heather’s words touched my heart in a way that only could come from someone who had already taken the path I was traveling. This puzzle was also framed and is hanging on the wall leading to the garage. I look at it often as I leave the house. It is a frequent reminder that I don’t know where this journey will take me, but I will start each day on purpose. This puzzle continues to minister to my heart in that I don’t know where the path is going but I know the One who does!