We run, He follows. We kick, He holds. He kneel, He listens. We come home, He opens his arms.
What is wrong with people? Man Almighty, they challenge me to be kind, they do!
I only understand one thing.. Grief is forever.
When life keeps going, it also feels distant.
I walked alone that morning and prayed for tension and issues back home, and God delivered this to me, what I considered the sight of angels coming to escort me through the year. It has been just over a year now, and I can confirm that is exactly what it was.
I managed to talk myself out of the relationship we share, because after all, this world was speaking louder than my God.
When dark clouds gather From life’s storms blowing in And the forces advance Unseen like the wind. And the great sadness Seeks shelter Inside my soul, I will press in to You, Cry to you, Fall on you, And never let you go. You are living water, My daily bread, The definition of together. Reliable, …
...You have no power here. Your threats no longer ring through my ears. Your sick tales from the war bring about prayer for your other victims across the sea, not fear of you. I am a grown woman of God, and you have nothing, no place, in my life. I am free....
I made my way to the lake, and a half mile later, God spoke. One word. "Warrior."
I was my own interventionist when things got out of control in my adulthood. I knew there had to be more than depression or this crazy alter ego of 'sex, drugs, and rock n roll' I was living.