“For he has not despised or abhorred the affliction of the afflicted, and he has not hidden his face from him, but has heard, when he cried to him.”
— Psalm 22:24
And when I looked up,
A gentle hand was before me
It was perfect & pure
Yet marked with a wound
And that was when I knew I could trust him too
You too? I asked
“Sleep in peace my friend!!” — Jess
Her words struck a chord in me. How long has it been since you slept in peace?
Tonight, I am reminded of a story of a missionary who climbed a tree in the night to escape people who were trying to kill him. They were the people he was trying to minister to. He so sweetly said that he had never felt closer to God than in that moment of great loneliness and darkness up in that tree.
Lord knows I live for people’s approval. And so far in the year of 2017, he is ripping my reliance on these- anything that is other than Him.
As I am surrounded by the dark night and running to safety in that high tree, I am praying to God to help me feel closer to Him just like that missionary.
But sometimes you have no words to say, and thus your prayer is inaudible and unspoken. And I think that is completely okay.
No matter what sorrow fills your marrow, whatever happens today or tomorrow,
rejoice in the Lord in your silence
trust in Him in His seeming silence
for pain may remain for the night
but joy will come in the morrow.
“When I was singing about All You Need is Love. I was talking about something I hadn’t experienced. I experienced love for people in gusts and love for things and trees and things like that, but I hadn’t experienced what I was singing about. It’s like anything you sing. You sing about it first or write about it first and find out what you were talking about after.” – John Lennon
The meaning of a song, an event, a person, whatever it is, changes throughout life. If you let it, it deepens. If you let it, the meaning, even if it was bad, can be better. Remember that time can tell a different story.
Today, I was leaving my friend’s house, and the 13 month old baby walked to me and hugged me. D: like what. So adorable… He was sad to see me go, and he wouldn’t let go of me. At one point he hit his forehead on my knee, and I’ve seen him and his dad bump foreheads before as a sign of affection.
I’m not the best with babies, so he is my first baby friend. 🙂 What did I ever do to deserve his love?! Nothing. Thanks for showing me grace, little baby, even on the hardest days.
My brother will always inspire. Here’s an example of why. ❤ Love you, oppa.
I’m not a baller– I wish I was.
Regardless, today I made history and beat my record of 10 consecutive three-pointers. Today, I got 12 consecutive three-pointers. Just gotta go up from here. 🙂
Shelby and Butty Kent Butterson of Adventure Time.
In a nutshell, my brother and me. (Though he’s the real hero and should wear the cloak, I’m the little one so I guess I can wear it. Hehe).
I wish there were dictionaries and encyclopedias and autobiographies of individual people… That I could just “figure them out.” People are so interesting…
Struggles do not define us. They refine us.