My mom and I have had a lot of great moments and a lot of very strained moments all my life. When Daddy died, our relationship began to mend, mostly because we shared a mourning process. And I knew we are her only family here. And God has been working on my heart. Altogether, our relationship has become much more docile and close. And I am thankful for my mom. I know most people are thankful for their mom but I had abuses to overcome, to forgive. And with God’s help, we are healing. And I tell you all this because it is never too late to mend a heart. Never. God does not ever do “never”. I believe he sees the word as a dare. Lol But remember that our God is eternal and time means little to Him. So your “never” is comical and my “never” was just me lacking faith and believing lies and very comical. And God opened my eyes and allowed His love to pour into my heart and soul and mend its broken places. Again. It never gets old to Him and there is never too much attention to detail He heaps upon us in showing us personal love and healing for every layer of it. Do not give up. Give up your “never”.❤
So, this song has been on my mind lately. The thing is that when you accumulate some years during “maturity”, you reminisce in quiet moments. You regret some. You appreciate others. You wonder at your own sanity or insanity when the opposite would have been called for at different times. You get why you are largely alone now, preferring the stability of a few close friends to popularity from the world of strangers and denegration. And it hits you that although the past may hold most of your ambitions and loves and passionate pursuits and hard times and incredibly amazing and perfect moments, all of it accumulated to get you to the most important moment of our life… the NOW. And you may have left some love out there floating around, rejected for a while but you know remembered by them now and again, and you may have left some pretty harsh treatment being forgiven beyond deserving, that God brought you to this place to forgive now and love who you can now. Better. Bigger. With maybe less ambition but much more wise fervor. And maybe, now, as He has blessed you with survival and presence, you can give God back some love He gave you through it all. He has been your constant, precious friend. He is the Lover our souls all wanted and still want. And treasure your precious gift that everything else has led to… NOW. ❤❤❤
I often feel agitated. I am content and have peace and joy in God. But things vex me. I think those things go hand in hand. I believe you cannot be close to the Lord and not start to see evil as evil and be bothered that more people are not paying attention to God. That is insanity! See… agitation. So, as I am always seeking ways to improve, I realize the agitation welling up in me. My cure for this agitation is humbly praying and reading my Bible. That is it. Super simple. But knowing and keeping from the enemy’s evil distractions are two very different things. And I need to focus on those simple things. They seem to be the cure and answer to most things, truly. And people often sincerely under-estimate the immense power in humility. It is the key to purity and closeness to Christ. It is invaluable from a present earthly and an eternal perspective. Hope it helps you too. God bless and keep you, loved friend.❤
As tears flow generously down the afore stained cheek, he mourns.
For loss of complete family and years of criticism, he breaks.
For neglect and demands and no free space, he wishes more.
While seeking meaning and purpose, he is scoffed.
In deep hormonal imbalance of teen season, he is insecure.
For him, I write love. I write courage. I write understanding. I write meaning. I write purpose. I write eternal security. I write truth. I am his Bible.❤
Exodus 14:13. ‘Moses answered the people, “Do not be afraid. Stand firm and you will see the deliverance the Lord will bring you today. The Egyptians you see today you will never see again.’
I love this.❤
There is a Spirit of revival I van feel now. It is a positive flow of potential and push toward forgiveness and repentence. I see people changing out of old clothes of addiction and into new clothes of peace and hope. Of course many are rejecting this prompting to their own detriment, but the Spirit is flowing and giving opportunity. I feel hope and change and renewal. It is beautiful. Wherever this encouraging, hopeful Spirit finds a home, there is joy and love and peace and I see the fruit of that same Holy Spirit in new places and people, making them gloriously beautiful. Praise God!❤
Ezra 9:9. “Though we are slaves, our God has not forsaken us in our bondage. He has shown us kindness in the sight of the kings of Persia: He has granted us new life to rebuild the house of our God and repair its ruins, and he has given us a wall of protection in Judah and Jerusalem.”
I love this picture of salvation. The idea of being granted new life, a new opportunity to rebuild the ruins. How beautiful is that! No matter how dark, how oppressive, we have the opportunity granted by our generous Heavenly Father the new life to rebuild. Yes, it is more work, but work with hope and new life and vitality is truly beautiful! ❤