Giving thanks in all things, even in the hardest of times, even when it hurts....in defiance of the enemy ~ because the one who seeks to render me useless, the one who wants to destroy my peace and steal my joy ~ doesn't want me to. It's in the giving of thanks for each gift the Lord gives me & of praising Him in the storm that He keeps me going when I'm so weary of the things that weigh me down & keep me up at night, that keep me from giving in completely in many areas when I really, really want to.
388. for Pumpkin Pie Spice coffee creamer ~ I like it; it's yummy ;)
389. the smell of Cinnamon Cookies baking
390. for cooler days & the sound of my children playing outside, wanting to squeeze each moment they can out the daylight.....and even the moonlight. "But Mom, it feels soooooooo good out here! Can't we play hide and seek in the dark???" (yes, I let them)
391. for the warmth of the sun.....life's been so busy, I haven't taken the time to enjoy it. I sat outside for just a bit the other day and let warmth of the soothing rays wash over me. I wish I could have stayed there for a very long time, but even just a few moments was enough to make me breathe a prayer of thanks.
392. for my children and they way they love me, the way they think I'm awesome and wonderful and amazing in spite of the fact that I feel I'm letting them down, not living up to who I want to be for them.
393. for the FRIENDS who distract me with their everyday, normal conversations about life, our children, homeschooling, curriculum, cooking & what's for dinner, choir, making me feel ~ even just for a little bit ~ that all is well with me ......while having no idea of the depths of emotions I am feeling & the inner struggles I am facing.
394. for the FRIENDS who do know I'm struggling and never cease to bring out a giggle, a laugh, a smile with their silliness and goofiness........it comes naturally to them, and ~ just for a little bit ~ it feels natural to me again, too. I think they do it on purpose sometimes.
395. for the FRIEND who also makes me smile & laugh.....but can see past the smile, past the laugh or giggle, past the many ways I try to distract myself and those around me, past the "I'm fine's" and "I'm good's" even when I'm putting on a good performance......to the heart of who I am. It unnerves me sometimes, but oh, how thankful I am for her.
396. a much appreciated, much needed and much unexpected hug from another friend. She said that she didn't know what it was, but she knew something was going on with me and she wanted to give me a hug and let me know she was praying for me. "You said those exact words to me once and gave me a hug, so now I'm doing it for you". I had completely forgotten about that, but she didn't. I'll never forget her hug, either.
397. a FAITH IN MY GOD that holds strong in spite of whatever comes my way, perhaps the one thing in life I will never doubt, who is my one constant, who is forever faithful, who is good in all things, whom I trust when I can trust no one else. I may not understand, I may cry out in hurt, in confusion, in desperation, even in anger. I may stumble, I may fall, I may question so MANY things, but my faith in Him and who He is will never waiver. Even if my questions are never answered......even the healing doesn't ever come.......until the day that my faith shall be sight, the day I am made complete & the day He wipes the tears from my eyes with His own healing hands and I will never hurt again.
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Monday, October 22, 2012
Saturday, October 20, 2012
I Need You Now
I haven't been able to write for months. I come here, I browse blogs, I browse my own and contemplate writing something. I click on "new post" and stare at a blank page, then log off. I grab a pen and notebook and stare at another blank page, praying that the words would come, that I could somehow express what's going on within, then close it and put it back on the shelf.
People want me to talk about things that I can't talk about, or don't want to talk about, things that it hurts to talk about, and they don't understand that I wish I could find the words, but I can't get them out past the lump in m throat, past the pain in my chest, past the aching tension and tightness that extends throughout my core. I wish I could talk, wish I could write, wish and hope and pray for some outlet for the things that even I don't understand, don't want to think about, and don't know what to do with. I've never been in a place quite like this before.
I've always had a song to sing, but I can't find my joy. I can't seem to find a way to connect the words to my heart the way they always just have naturally. I force it when I have to, when I'm obligated to, but I don't want to have to force it. What do I do when the words won't come, when I can't find my song......when I don't know what to do?
Sometimes, He'll send me one....He'll call to me in a song, when I think He's forgotten, when I think no one understands, when I feel so very alone..... and the words hit that place just where I am. It's not even the first time I've heard it, but it's the first time I've really heard it. I heard the story behind the song, and it caused my ears and heart to tune in. And as tears fall and nothing has changed, and I'm still in that very same place that I was before, He says to me, softly and quietly, whispering words of comfort to a tired and confused and weary heart, "You're not the only one who's been in this place.....and you're not so alone".
And in the hours of the night spent when sleep won't come, and in the moments of both the day & night when I feel so overwhelmed & incapable & unsure of everything........like so many times before, I've got a song that becomes my prayer.
People want me to talk about things that I can't talk about, or don't want to talk about, things that it hurts to talk about, and they don't understand that I wish I could find the words, but I can't get them out past the lump in m throat, past the pain in my chest, past the aching tension and tightness that extends throughout my core. I wish I could talk, wish I could write, wish and hope and pray for some outlet for the things that even I don't understand, don't want to think about, and don't know what to do with. I've never been in a place quite like this before.
I've always had a song to sing, but I can't find my joy. I can't seem to find a way to connect the words to my heart the way they always just have naturally. I force it when I have to, when I'm obligated to, but I don't want to have to force it. What do I do when the words won't come, when I can't find my song......when I don't know what to do?
Sometimes, He'll send me one....He'll call to me in a song, when I think He's forgotten, when I think no one understands, when I feel so very alone..... and the words hit that place just where I am. It's not even the first time I've heard it, but it's the first time I've really heard it. I heard the story behind the song, and it caused my ears and heart to tune in. And as tears fall and nothing has changed, and I'm still in that very same place that I was before, He says to me, softly and quietly, whispering words of comfort to a tired and confused and weary heart, "You're not the only one who's been in this place.....and you're not so alone".
And in the hours of the night spent when sleep won't come, and in the moments of both the day & night when I feel so overwhelmed & incapable & unsure of everything........like so many times before, I've got a song that becomes my prayer.
I Need You Now
Well, everybody's got a story to tell
And everybody's got a wound to be healed
I want to believe there's beauty here
So, I get so tired of holding on
I can't let go, I can't move on
I want to believe there's meaning here
Chorus:
How many times have you heard me cry out
"God please take this"?
How many times have you given me strength to
Just keep breathing?
Oh I need you
God, I need you now
Standing on a road I didn't plan
Wondering how I got to where I am
I'm trying to hear that still small voice
I'm trying to hear above the noise
Chorus:
How many times have you heard me cry out
"God please take this"?
How many times have you given me strength to
Just keep breathing?
Oh I need you
God, I need you now
Though I walk, though I walk through the shadows
And I, I am so afraid
Please stay, please stay right beside me
With every single step I take
How many times have you heard me cry out?
And how many times have you given me strength?
Chorus:
How many times have you heard me cry out
"God please take this"?
How many times have you given me strength to
Just keep breathing?
Oh I need you
God, I need you now
I need you now
I need you now
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