And there's no shame in feeling the feeling, or owning the emotion, but here's the chance to be truly great: To trust God to straighten things up that look and feel crooked. To let grace be the antidote so anger, ageing and anxiety don't have to be.
A year can feel too fast, and yourself going too slow, but there's extraordinary beauty in waking up to just be and slowing down to just see: and to be fully attentive and deeply given to the life you have been graced with and the people you have been gifted for.
Life's fragile. And who knows how long we've each got. Or what life will throw at you next? Who'd tell you that you're meant to work one day or sleep the next, or that you're meant to bolt faster than lightning because of that one call that makes you just see how short this life really is? Time runs faster than feet, and we're wild to want this spin to stop.
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.
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...
"Come to Me. all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and my burden is light." (Matthew 11:28-30) I was… Continue reading How to Put the Past Behind You & Forever Nail Your Angry Self
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
…let me take a moment to pause right here and worship…because this is the truth: our rest and peace today is found in one place, in one Person…
So the two girls came running to me, hand in hand, and gasping for air, they asked for permission if they could ride the horses together…these two girls are cousins-born-sisters, and I’m sure they would spend every waking moments talking if they could, and they leaped happy when I nodded to them with a big yes grin.
Internally, I could feel my own pulse quickening, – I am looking for something to do, my own internal circuitry beeping, a type A personality they say, when you feel kinda awkward to relax, even on holidays like this.
Transported into a different world, finding myself at a leisurely place, I had asked myself this: “What would it take to make this, a superb holiday, a real getaway?”
We had been busy. A family with a whirlwind of activities. And we had flown out. And the world’s been clamouring noisy that morning with the news of the Oregon shooting
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“Though the world may go insane, remember, there is an anchor for your soul…”