Sometimes I wonder if they'll ever see --- If I'll ever see. I'd slept with my contact lenses in, and oozed with the pain of bad conjunctivitis the next three consecutive weeks -- ...and so they gathered around my kitchen island, and I asked them to sit while I stood. The ulcer was blinding me… Continue reading Hey Wearied Women — Come to the Well & You’ll be Well
...praying with confidence on your most challenging days begins with this
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.
So what are we hoping for this Christmas?
What are we longing for beyond the craze of commercialized Christmas, and looking forward to, before the year turns its other corner?
Because this is the thing --- joy isn't something that happens when sorrow ends; joy is the transformation of pain into praise.
...if we could see Him in everything we do we won’t ever be ousted with our disappointment, our misplaced expectations...
You can start -- bid all that toxicity farewell, restart -- and build true faith to thrive.
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?
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.
Disappointment can lead you back Home, not astray.
That it's in embracing your own life that you become more alive.
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.
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.