God's word says in Ecclesiastes 3:4 there will be a time for everything that happens in our lives. A
time to weep, and a time to laugh. Though we don't always understand and we weep for that one we held so near, we have to hold on just as close the time God allowed us to laugh. A time is given to mourn and to dance. My prayer is that there is never any resentment towards the Heavenly Father during our time of mourning. It says in John 11:33 that Jesus was deeply moved in spirit & troubled when he saw her weeping & those that came along also that were weeping. It says Jesus wept.
So quite naturally God understands the tears that are shed. God has allowed time for someone to be placed in our life that we have once nurtured, once held, once looked to, and loved with every ounce of our being, so it is natural in every aspect to mourn. But God! I say that because he never leaves us alone in our time of weeping & mourning. He says I, even I, am he who comforts you. There is not one thing that we can do in this life without God. Take refuge in him. Offer unto the Lord your cares, your pain, and hurt, he says to do so and he promised us rest. (Matt 11:28)
Take Gods word for what it is. If he tells us there will be a time to grieve than know that there probably will be, but don't excuse the part that he promises in our time to laugh & dance. Rejoice in that time given to you! He has offered it to us and know that the time will come again when you may laugh & dance for all eternity. All flesh is grass and all its loveliness is like the flowers of the field. The grass withers, the flowers fade but Gods word stands forever.
His word says in 1 Thesselonians 5:11 Therefore comfort each other and edify one another. We don't know when our time comes, or for those that we love when we must leave this earth, but it is crucial that we offer our energy to ourselves & others in loving, building up, cherishing, and most importantly giving. So take back your hand that craves the need to receive.
In Isaiah 40:6 it reads Cry out! And he said, "What shall I cry"? I am sitting humbly before the Lord with that same question. As I continue to sit the tears began to fall from my face as I cry out for you, that you may find peace in your storm, comfort in your time of despair, and one single person that has it in his/her heart to look you in your eyes and tell you that you can make it! Be wise of the time given. The minute that passes in your anger is far too long.
Say what you mean and mean what you say, so if you love them tell them. Have no regrets. Appreciate the time that God allows us and hold on to it with no means of letting go.
He never said we had to.
Monday, February 27, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
UNSEEN
HERE WHERE I RESIDE IN THE CITY OF PHILLY I’VE COME ACROSS FACES OF MANY WOMEN LIKE ME, FEEL ME?
SHE SITS ALONE IN HER HOME IN NORTH CAROLINA WONDERING IF THERE IS SUCH A CURE THAT COULD FIND HER BECAUSE SHE HAS NO CLUE OF WHERE TO LOOK DISTRAUGHT DISTRESSED OF EVERYTHING THAT IT TOOK
OVER 70% OF MOUNTAINS STAND IN JAPAN THERE SHE STANDS ON THE TOP YELLING TO THE WORLD MAKE IT STOP! NEVER SMOKED A CIG & ALWAYS ATE RIGHT, SO HOW COULD SOMETHING OF THE SORT ATTACK HER LIFE? SHE SITS ACROSS FROM THE PHYSICIAN SCREAMING WAKARIMASEN! THOUGH DIFFERENT WE SPEAK THE SAME LANGUAGE I TOO DON’T UNDERSTAND
RESULTS RECEIVED OF A GENETIC MUTATION AND I’M NO DIFFERENT FROM HER WE SHARE THE SAME RELATION THOUGH FROM DIFFERENT NATIONS I’M AN AMERICAN AND SHE IS HAITIAN OUR PAIN JUST THE SAME STORIES NO DIFFERENT TURN THE PAGE AS YOU MAY SAME THING LISTED
AND
SHE STILL SITS AND WONDERS WHEN THE TESTING & TREATMENTS END I DON’T KNOW YOUR NAME BUT I SWEAR WE’RE LIKE THE BEST OF FRIENDS YOUR SHOE SIZE AN EIGHT MINES A NINE THOUGH A PERFECT FIT WALKING THIS SAME LINE
EVEN THOUGH I’M UNSEEN MY VOICE IS STILL HEARD A VOICE FOR THE VOICELESS SO TAKE HEED TO EVERY WORD DON’T COUNT ME OUT EVEN THOUGH YOUR CLOSE TO TEN IT’S BECAUSE OF GODS PROMISES WE’LL STAND AGAIN
EVEN THOUGH I’M UNSEEN MY VOICE IS STILL HEARD A VOICE FOR THE VOICELESS SO TAKE HEED TO EVERY WORD DON’T COUNT ME OUT EVEN THOUGH YOUR CLOSE TO TEN IT’S BECAUSE OF GODS PROMISES WE'LL STAND AGAIN
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
On your march...Get Set....
Ecclesiastes 9:11 The race is not to the swift or the battle to the strong, nor does food come to the wise or wealth to the brilliant or favor to the learned; but time and chance happen to them all.
In the mist of it all I see myself at the top looking down, and at the finish line looking back. My hands are stretched above my head with a smile on my face which they say is a woman's best curve. Certainly I agree, so therefore the smile has never left my face. Don't get me wrong I have my days when it seems better to just be at a stand still with not much to say, but then I see the faces of my children, and husband which gives me all the reason to rehab those ol' stiffen joints & bones. So I rise again, smile again, dance again, sing again. I am reminded of the plans God has for me so I can't give up nor let up. I can see so clearly of my days ahead far better then those days which I have already lived. That alone is God himself allowing me to see through his eyes. I am grateful for that.
We don't get to pick and choose what we are able to go through in life. We can create our destiny but God has to fulfill it. At times I shock myself. Quite interesting to be at the brink of my beginning, and unexpectedly hit with something that took me back to square one, but still I'm in the runners position. Still I am right there eager to hear the sound of the revolver. The sweat glides down the side of my face, I can hear my heart beat outside of my chest, and my adrenalin is on an all time high as I wait in anticipation.
The nurses smile, and tell me you're almost there, the Doctors state the same. I was even told the ramifications of this time around may seem like there getting worse because of the meds cumulative effects. But my position still stands. They say coming towards the end of all of this is when most people have a sense of anxiety no longer being under the microscope of Doctors, labs, exams, etc., But my position still stands.
I'm right square in the middle of this journey to wellness and in the mist I don't have to find reasons to smile I just do. I don't have to figure out ways to make it, I just will. I don't have to worry about being healed, I am. There has been hard nights, weary days, and back & forth doctor appointments but in the mist of it all I'm making it. Yes, there will be further surgeries, but just to add it's finishing touches. I have been completely made over but I'm so glad it hasn't been just an outside job. Internally I have been re-decorated to match my outer appearance, because God never leaves a job half way done and especially undone.
I've been saying from the beginning "I'll be the example of what God can do" and still my position stands. As a believer in Christ it is known we don't prepare for sprints but yet marathons. I'm coming with the torch because my job is to pass it on, be ready to grab hold and push it forward as you run along....On your march....Get set...I don't know about you but I heard the sound of the revolver!
In the mist of it all I see myself at the top looking down, and at the finish line looking back. My hands are stretched above my head with a smile on my face which they say is a woman's best curve. Certainly I agree, so therefore the smile has never left my face. Don't get me wrong I have my days when it seems better to just be at a stand still with not much to say, but then I see the faces of my children, and husband which gives me all the reason to rehab those ol' stiffen joints & bones. So I rise again, smile again, dance again, sing again. I am reminded of the plans God has for me so I can't give up nor let up. I can see so clearly of my days ahead far better then those days which I have already lived. That alone is God himself allowing me to see through his eyes. I am grateful for that.
We don't get to pick and choose what we are able to go through in life. We can create our destiny but God has to fulfill it. At times I shock myself. Quite interesting to be at the brink of my beginning, and unexpectedly hit with something that took me back to square one, but still I'm in the runners position. Still I am right there eager to hear the sound of the revolver. The sweat glides down the side of my face, I can hear my heart beat outside of my chest, and my adrenalin is on an all time high as I wait in anticipation.
The nurses smile, and tell me you're almost there, the Doctors state the same. I was even told the ramifications of this time around may seem like there getting worse because of the meds cumulative effects. But my position still stands. They say coming towards the end of all of this is when most people have a sense of anxiety no longer being under the microscope of Doctors, labs, exams, etc., But my position still stands.
I'm right square in the middle of this journey to wellness and in the mist I don't have to find reasons to smile I just do. I don't have to figure out ways to make it, I just will. I don't have to worry about being healed, I am. There has been hard nights, weary days, and back & forth doctor appointments but in the mist of it all I'm making it. Yes, there will be further surgeries, but just to add it's finishing touches. I have been completely made over but I'm so glad it hasn't been just an outside job. Internally I have been re-decorated to match my outer appearance, because God never leaves a job half way done and especially undone.
I've been saying from the beginning "I'll be the example of what God can do" and still my position stands. As a believer in Christ it is known we don't prepare for sprints but yet marathons. I'm coming with the torch because my job is to pass it on, be ready to grab hold and push it forward as you run along....On your march....Get set...I don't know about you but I heard the sound of the revolver!
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