Maybe it's precisely in the suffering and the seemingly lack of healing that a thousand answers are found, because when we face of our own suffering bravely that we showed the world every answer to every suffering.
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...
This is our song of courage, our praise for every pain, and the faith for our fear so we need not be scarred over our failures, or scared over our problems ahead.
You can always count on God to water arid hearts and to rend impossible heavens opened. So we can foretaste the sweet out of His bounty for all our bitter. Because His rain isn't merely sentimental, but supernatural, His comfort supersedes every sorrow and every tear we've shed.
So it's no longer oxymoronic to place the word 'victors' next to who we used to be: 'victims', because this is the way to defy average, anxiety, and ageing.
Though the world may go insane, there remains for us an anchor for our soul