March 28, 2011
March 22, 2011
I find myself at a place where I, again, have to be gaping open and hurt to know healing. To feel the grace.
I am despearte for Him, but don't want to be. I want it to be easy. I don't want to hurt. I want to understand and have answers. I want to be right. I want to have what I want.
Why do I return to this place? When, I know this, I've been here before, He will make it right. He will take care of me.
But it's broken. I'm broken. My heart is broken.
So I'll be desperate, and once again, He will break my fall.
I am despearte for Him, but don't want to be. I want it to be easy. I don't want to hurt. I want to understand and have answers. I want to be right. I want to have what I want.
Why do I return to this place? When, I know this, I've been here before, He will make it right. He will take care of me.
But it's broken. I'm broken. My heart is broken.
So I'll be desperate, and once again, He will break my fall.
March 19, 2011
March 11, 2011
March 09, 2011
March 08, 2011
And you hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind. And you make it a point to keep smiling, keep trusting, and stay open to every wonderful possibility.
Finally, with courage in your heart and with God by your side you take a stand, you take a deep breath and you begin to design the life you want to live as best you can.
-author unknown
Finally, with courage in your heart and with God by your side you take a stand, you take a deep breath and you begin to design the life you want to live as best you can.
-author unknown
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