Becoming a widow was no surprise to God. He knew. The pain, He was aware of it all. The empty echo of my thoughts, He heard them. The deep ache, He felt that. Every secondary loss that ambushes us widows, He realizes them. And He knows the next steps, the next challenges, what's around the next curve. Yet nothing is wasted with Him. Our Defender, Champion of widows--- He will redeem even this. He turns graves into gardens. He gives beauty for ashes. He's truly the only One who can.