HEALING BROKEN HEARTS AND WOUNDED SOULS

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Smile

Be generous with your smile this season

Someone is lonely, hurting, in pain.

They need the strength to face another day.

Don’t take it for granted that this is a season of joy

Some are still searching for that magic moment

Others are trying to balance that equation

That equation you get so easily.

Let someone know you care.

Give that smile away.

 

 

Do you really love God?

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This is the greatest test of love for God;

when it seems like He’s hidden His face from you or turned His back…

when you feel like your world is falling apart, yet you choose to keep loving Him.

when you live on medication, yet you sing praises to Him…

when you even take your pills to church because you

gonna be needing them during worship service; that is what it means to love Jesus.

Be there for me

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If you cannot stand by me when I go through the fiery trials,

Then you are not qualified to partake of the glory

That will be mine in the future.

I need you to face the storm with me,

That will become the basis of a solid relationship with you,

Whenever we think of what we have been through together,

We will be able to face even greater storms together.

And we will celebrate our victories with relish.

Stand by me, be there for me.

When God does “dumb” things, grace is at work : Part 2

 

Say you do something really dumb, terrible and repugnant. Then you quickly retreat into your bedroom, fall on your knees and start imploring God’s mercy and forgiveness. But all this while you are actually begging Him not to release the thunder bolt and hailstones He’s preparing to rain down on you. You are trembling with fear, shame and guilt and you can’t look God in the face. You cry out in despair “Kill me Lord, I’m not worthy…I’m no good.”

While you are still kneeling there and waiting for the verdict you hear a sound somewhere deep within your spirit “…It is well, it is well with my soul…”

You quickly rebuke yourself for being so “stupid”. How can I be singing such a song when I’m supposed to hang myself for what I just did? You even apologize to God for such a bad conduct. Yet that song won’t go away. You feel like a miserable criminal awaiting a life sentence but your spirit is singing another song.

That is grace. Pure and unadulterated. Will you receive it?

I used to fight that gentle voice with every ounce of energy in me. Imagine I’m overtaken by fear and then I hear my spirit singing “fear not…” I’m feeling really guilty and then all I hear is “it is well with my soul…” I’m dead worried about paying the bills, then all I hear is “all things are possible to those who believe”.

Then one day I realized I have been fighting against God’s grace. That “contrary” song welling up from within me is God’s message of grace to me in that situation. I don’t need to feel like that song before I can accept, believe and sing it. I just ignore my emotions and start to sing it out loud.

Grace does not condemn. It encourages us to say “yes” to God’s love.

When the music fades

 

                                                                         

When the sound of music

Fades slowly into the distance

When the lights dim and black out

And the voices of laughter cease

What will be left?

What will be left?

 

When the once brilliant face

Dims with wrinkle and age

When the once budding chest

Flattens itself down hill

What will be left?

What will be left?

 

When the horse and chariot

Cease to stop a your door step

When the one who professed once to love

Will no longer take pleasure in you

What will be left?

What will be left?

 

When the perfume and dress

That once pricked your heart with pleasure

When all those pleasures life once offered

No longer bring you that delight

What will be left?

What will be left?

Come to the Master, lover of your soul

Lay down the emptiness, heaviness and all

He knows exactly how you feel

And wants your empty soul to fill.

STILL SEARCHING

When my errors past and present
Stare so keenly in my face
When all I’ve done and sadly so
Comes back to me in floods of memory
What do I do, where do I hide?

When fingers accusing point and blame
Eyelids peeled and eyeballs bright
Mouths ajar demanding to know
Questions to ponder, questions to answer
What do I say, where do I hide?

With trembling lip and shaky hand
I dare not look at them in the face
Will they see my tears of shame?
Who will know how deeply I regret
How do I tell it, where do I hide?

I never meant such evil to do
To live and love and be happy always
That is what I ever dreamed to be
But then, I fell and I fell again
And now I’m bruised and battered from the fall.

Judge me not so severely sister
Leave a space for mercy you know
I might be bold and strong and steady
But deep within I’m just a little girl
Searching for answers, still searching for answers.

I’m a billboard

I was not born to show his face

His shame and pain and wicked ways

I do not live to show case his evil

I refuse to be a billboard for the devil

Someone cares.

I was born to show forth His praises

His name and gain and tender mercies

I do live to make known His glory

Look at me, you’ll see a testimony.

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