Because this is the thing --- joy isn't something that happens when sorrow ends; joy is the transformation of pain into praise.
That if our well-being solely depends on the favour of our human connections, that if our getting ahead in life comes from getting in front of people, then, we're doomed, and we've lost, and we'll keep losing, because sometimes relationships severed are relationships saved. That we can sometime lose our earthly fathers to find our heavenly Father, we can sometimes skip earthly favours to be kissed by divine goodness.
It's the first of July, and in the midst of a winter chill, and I saw. How candles can flicker on right through the night, and hope can be served right there when the heart is healed right here, and that the way to see the light of day is to walk through the length… Continue reading What Masters the Dark
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.
Being able to deal well with losses is one of the most important skills to have, as losses are life's constant companion, and if managed well can offer an opportunity for regrowth and revival.
Because who'd ever get this? For those days when you're hollowed out in the lowlands of life, He's provided a High Way out. For the seasons when the fog of depression disorients, and the black of losses eclipses --- He's got His light shining through all your cracks.
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.
And when you choose to remember your regrets instead of your redemption, you can live believing you're wounded and broken when you're actually whole and redeemed, and born to be bigger than any of your bruises.
...this story of a damsel, who thought of the ridiculous - that she could drain the brook by the bucket...
The wonder of love can get murky through the scrapes of life. And we can lose the wonder of love when we really choose to be in control. Because the way to live life in control is to give the key of control to the One who really can control.
Doesn't He who bring you to the point of birth not bring forth the new and great within you? So don't for a second ever doubt that God's silent behind your heartbreaks or that He's quiet in all your sufferings
That time isn't for us to preserve or squander, but to lay down, and give away. And the thrum of our heartbeat can't be hoarded, but can be hummed to, by the many impacted by our living, and our loving.
We can listen long enough to the problems we see in us and forget the depth of reality of who He's made us to be.
In hearing God's voice for our own lives, we may be tempted to question if something is within God's will or not by how smooth-sailing and problem-free the journey is, which is not what the Bible teaches the Christian life to be.