Who are we to say that birthdays are more about ageing than they are about reminders of God's kindness lavished to the likes of us —- who are loved and liked despite of our loss and lack ---
...how do you exactly embrace life when it isn't exactly what you've signed up for?
What stirred deep within was a longing for a Father's love where I could be found. And held.
And right now and here --- you have dignity, identity, eternity.
What about you?
What gets you up and going in the morning?
...if we could see Him in everything we do we won’t ever be ousted with our disappointment, our misplaced expectations...
I penned these words for you...
For you who feel the call to create, the deep stirring to soar, yet struggle with the expression of that brave, bold step.
The art of waiting --- isn't it about allowing the waiting to make you, letting the tango of tension to mould you, and sorting your heart so solitude can find you?
Transitions can be scary.
You know that this is a story you must one day share, but right now --- you're struggling to live through.
“This is absurd…” He says it weakly. Almost like a whisper, almost all to himself. He sighs, and shrugs, then shakes his head. ”How can someone with my kinda past, and my sorta losses…?” he stops his sentence midway, looking down. I nodded. I know his question — how can someone who’s mucked it bad… Continue reading 3 Steps to Reject Your Rejections & Rebound Right Into the Game of Life —When You Feel You’re Kinda Lost or Have Kinda Lost It
He takes the time to slowly concoct the person He makes to take him deep before He takes him far.
To teach him laughter in the face of loss, and joy in the face of the mundane.
And to awaken in him to the truly extraordinary life in what looks like -- simply and pitifully ordinary.
When life's made up of your blend, of love and loss, of gathering and giving, of creating and destroying, we know that it's only through experiencing you that we experience the potential for change, our opportunity for growth.
Somewhere at the back of the desert, in a place dry and barren, where you think heaven's brazen and the dusty air of death's howling, there's a well, and you'll be well. He comes like a cooling rain in summer's scorch and uses every minute of your hard to work for your good, and His glory.
And on the other side of Heaven, we'd see a glimpse of the why.
Why God would place His most prized possessions in the fire, why He'd allow His most precious vessels in the melting pot of distress.
Sometimes the chart of our lives may seem frenzied, and chaotic --- but God really does have a method to all the seeming madness, and a certainty in all the chaos.