May 2012
20 posts
it hurts to write…
it hurts to even think about writing…
it hurts b/c i no longer have words..
somehow they have abandoned me…
they made their escape in the soles of the shoes of “loved ones” as they deserted me…
i dont know which i miss more my words…or my “loved ones”
its a choice and a challenge…
are we willing to obey God and are we willing to trust God when we don’t see His will at work?
Learning to be patient….
- me at night: i don't want to sleep that's for the weak
- me in the morning: oh bed i never want to leave you
“Let all that I am wait quietly before the LORD, for my hope is in him.
He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will not be shaken
My victory and honor come from God alone. He is my refuge, a rock where no enemy can reach me.
O my people, trust in him at all times. Pour out your heart to him, for God is our refuge” (Psalm 62:5-8).
“There are many whose conduct shows they are really enemies of the cross of Christ. They are headed for destruction. Their god is their appetite…and they think only about this life here on earth” (Philippians 3).