I glanced at the edge of the paper in the notebook and thought it said, “Broken Dreams.” When I examined it closer, it read “Broken link checker.”

All widows can say, “Our dreams have been broken.” And it’s true the Lord knows how our hearts hurt.

The plans my husband and I shared disintegrated when he died. No Southern Gospel cruise for us, and no solo CD for him. Broken dreams need fragile handling, and I know the broken link fixer who can mend anything or anyone.

His, the Lord’s, directions are easy for fixing heart issues. They are found in Matthew 11:28, “Come unto me… and I will give you rest.”

I enjoy resting at my home. It gives me peace and security to be in its calming environment. Some days it’s easier for me to stay there than to make the effort to get ready and leave.

Since I want the peace the Lord promises, I must make the first move, as it says in James 4:8, “Draw nigh to God, and he will draw nigh to you. ”

I now find pleasure in the dreams and plans the Lord has for me. Things I couldn’t have done for Him while my husband was alive—as a ministry to and for widows. Unless I had become one, my heart couldn’t understand the trials and issues widows face each day.

Yes, I am willing to trade my broken-hearted dreams for His new vision for my life. It’s a win-win. Nothing compares to the sweet satisfaction of knowing that what I am doing is pleasing my heavenly husband.