Friday, April 13, 2012
Needing Each Other.....
Help me up my friend.......
dust me off......
feed me warmth....
You are a comfort....
let me lean on you.....
until I can stand alone.
I will stand a little taller then.....
and you will be proud.....
to have such a friend as me.
Eventually, we all have experiences when a dark fog envelopes us in loss, pain, grief. Our heart is broken and we feel alone. What can we do? Yes, we cry out to our Lord who is our strength and He always hears and answers.... but sometimes we hear only silence.
One dark foggy night I went back in memory to similar events. How did I survive? We often forget how our Lord answers our prayers through his children. We really do need each other as we tread our pilgrim way in our earthly journey. In every crisis when we are feeling so broken, we need someone to bring us the nurturing loving help. I thank my Lord for those He sent to help me, dust me off, feed me warmth, comfort, let me lean on them until I could stand. They did it because of the love of God. " Lord, help me to receive someones tears in your name today!"
dust me off......
feed me warmth....
You are a comfort....
let me lean on you.....
until I can stand alone.
I will stand a little taller then.....
and you will be proud.....
to have such a friend as me.
Eventually, we all have experiences when a dark fog envelopes us in loss, pain, grief. Our heart is broken and we feel alone. What can we do? Yes, we cry out to our Lord who is our strength and He always hears and answers.... but sometimes we hear only silence.
One dark foggy night I went back in memory to similar events. How did I survive? We often forget how our Lord answers our prayers through his children. We really do need each other as we tread our pilgrim way in our earthly journey. In every crisis when we are feeling so broken, we need someone to bring us the nurturing loving help. I thank my Lord for those He sent to help me, dust me off, feed me warmth, comfort, let me lean on them until I could stand. They did it because of the love of God. " Lord, help me to receive someones tears in your name today!"
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Lord . . Let's Dance Again
As I grow older and more infirmities surface, my old fears tip-toe through my thoughts. As I re-read in my older Journals, I see that I sing the same dirges again and again
. Jesus, I know I must be wearing you and my family out with same old, old. I'm even sick and tired of it.
When I read the words in John 5:8, I can almost hear Him say, "Get up... pick up your pallet and walk, Virgene. You don't have to stay huddled under sheets of discouragement today. Get up, my child, you still have a little life left to live. There's freedom if you want it."
When you choose to take Jesus' hand and let Him lead you, the fear and discouragement scrams!
Lord, I'm reaching for your hand today. Let's dance again..
No matter how trapped we may feel in our infirmity God can minister to our need.. We must never let a problem of hardship cause us to lose hope. God may have a special work for you to complete in spite of your condition.
. Jesus, I know I must be wearing you and my family out with same old, old. I'm even sick and tired of it.
When I read the words in John 5:8, I can almost hear Him say, "Get up... pick up your pallet and walk, Virgene. You don't have to stay huddled under sheets of discouragement today. Get up, my child, you still have a little life left to live. There's freedom if you want it."
When you choose to take Jesus' hand and let Him lead you, the fear and discouragement scrams!
Lord, I'm reaching for your hand today. Let's dance again..
No matter how trapped we may feel in our infirmity God can minister to our need.. We must never let a problem of hardship cause us to lose hope. God may have a special work for you to complete in spite of your condition.
Lord, Let's Dance Again!
As I grow older and more infirmities surface, my old fears tip-toe through my thoughts. As I re-read my old journals, I'm singing the same dirges again and again. Jesus, I know I must be wearing You and my family out with the same old, old. When I read those words in John 5:8, I can almost hear Him say, "Get up! Pick up your pallet and walk, Virgene. You don't have to stay huddled under sheets of fear today.
Get up, girl, you still have a little life to live. There's freedom if you want it. When I choose to take Jesus' hand and let Him lead me, the fear scrams.
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