HEALING BROKEN HEARTS AND WOUNDED SOULS

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We have this treasure in earthen vessels. 2 Corinthians 4:7

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We all carry gold within.

We all are full of great treasure inside

But it is all covered in dross, in rust and dust

And when we finally discover what we carry within

We will not rest until we bring it out

We will willingly bear the refiner’s fire

For we know what beauty will show and glow

Once the refiner’s job is done.

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What gives us value as individuals?

What you own?

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Who you are related to?

Who you are married to?

The name you’ve made for yourself?

If you do not value yourself as an individual, these things won’t make you feel better about yourself.

And if you happen to lose them they will take along any sense of self-esteem and value you had.

It’s important you discover your intrinsic value. Nothing can take that away from you.

How do you go about that?

  • Know that you are a unique individual possessing innate beauty, talent and purpose.
  • You are a masterpiece with no duplicate on planet earth. No one can be you. You have “a something” that no other individual possesses. Discover it.
  • Ask God to reveal to you how He feels about you; what He thinks about you. This revelation will make you want to stand on a roof top and shout “Look at me”.

You will forget about your defects and inabilities.

You’ll begin to minimize and finally overcome man’s negative opinion about you.

 My personal diary has entries about some sweet things God has told me about me. I know how God sees me, What He thinks about me.

That is why in spite of my numerous weaknesses and defects, “Words can’t put me down”.

 

Beneath the dress

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Do not be deceived by my look

Many issues are hidden beneath my dress

Do not be deceived by my laugh

So many tears are concealed therein

Do not judge me by my skin

I’m struggling to hide a myriad of scars.

A Bird Deprived of its Feathers: Un oiseau déplumé.

Je suis un oiseau déplumé

I am a bird deprived of its feathers

Je me ventais tant de ma beauté

I prided myself in my beauty

Je me confiais en ma capacité de m’envole

I trusted in my capacity to fly off

Quand je voulais and comme je voulais

When I wanted to and how I wanted

Et puis un jour, un fameux jour

Then on one fateful day

J’ai commence a perdre mes plumes

I started losing my feathers

Oh, Seigneur, que m’arrive t’il?

Oh, Lord, what is happening to me?

Je suis en train de perdre ma fierté

I am losing my pride

Ma capacité m’échapper

My capacity is leaving me

Je ne peux vivre sans ceux-ci.

I can’t live without these.

J’ai fais ce que je pouvais

I tried as hard as I could

Puis je me suis résignée a mon sort.

Then I took my fate with resignation.

Je suis devenu un oiseau déplumé.

I had become a bird deprived of its feathers.

Merci Seigneur de me déplumer

Thank you Lord for taking away my feathers

Maintenant je peux m’envole à nouveau

Now I can fly off again anew

Mais cette fois-ci sur tes ailes.

But this time I’m flying on your wings.

CHEER UP!

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Cheer up, fear not.

The Lord has not abdicated His throne.

He is still in control of the universe.

It won’t go away.

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She was the only one in the family who never went to college; she was the only one who had an abortion and had a baby out of wedlock. She alone got divorced and brought shame to the reputable family name. She also had an issue with drugs and hung out with the wrong company.

Her siblings and lived in a world very different from the one she knew. Her parents were embarrassed by her attitude and wondered who could have brought such a strange seed into the family blood line.

Then to put the final icing on the cake, she left home. If she ever thought this will break the heart of her parents then she was very wrong. Her departure was a welcome relief. ‘The plague that soiled the family name was finally wiped off.’ No one missed her; no one cried that evening when everyone came back from church and realized her stuff was gone; she too.

Years later, a shadow was seen in the distance approaching the house with cautious and calculated steps. The autumn sunset could not hide the deep contemplative expression on her face. The front door opened; she could not find it in herself to smile at the faces and eyes that seemed to see through her. But the expression on those faces didn’t encourage her in that direction either.

“Mama, I came back…I’ve changed mama…I’m no longer the same person who left home. I want to be part of the family again….”

The look on mama’s face told her to stop it. She wasn’t welcome back home. She could stay, but she wasn’t welcome.

She had changed indeed. She had put some order in her life. She had swept under the carpet, emptied her closet and dusted the platforms; but for some reason her past kept haunting her. No one wanted to believe in the new version of her. That same cold look on their faces.

Her presence in the house forced a new regime and lifestyle on other members of the family. ‘Don’t leave your purse carelessly around. Lock your room when you go out…’the list goes on.

How she longed to be seen as a normal person. How she yearned to be just another child, mama’s child. Who saw the tears she cried in secret, praying and hoping that they will see how much she had laid down and how much more she had taken up on the road of self-realization.

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“If I could just be forgiven, accepted, loved and trusted then I will show them how much I’ve learned and how much more and want to learn.”

She has changed; she has become a Christian. But for some reason, neither church nor family dare give her a second chance. So where does she go from here?

Those who have given up on you will soon start rewriting their journal entries. Be faithful on the good path you have chosen and do not quit in the face of adversity.

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