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Many people I know are suffering.  And my struggles seem quite small, in comparison. But pain is deep, their longings pure, but their faith stands firm, proving God's faithfulness in their examples to me. I wrote a piece, with them in mind. God is so good, in how He reminds us of His care, and brings about strength in the right moments, and through the right people.  As I think through the terrors some are facing, I see His glory, and thank Him for His presence with His children.

I dedicate this poem to some strong warriors who demonstrate spirit filled courage. 

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A few words were spoken, and my world was broken. My heart was shattered like glass.
I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat Couldn't find tears to weep...
Hiding under a mask.
What do you say when you can't evenpray? When your faith takes flight soaring away? When the rock you're set upon, shifts and is gone, and you're anything but okay?
Speechless…
What does it mean to forgive?
Throughout my life, I have come to different conclusions about what this process entails, yet one factor remains…it isn’t easy.
Some pain is physically destructive, yet other pain is capable of destroying us at the core of who we are on the inside…that is, if we let it.

In my current line of work, I am seeing for the first time hatred in the form of war. The little bodies of children being blown to pieces is not an uncommon sight in our trauma hospital. As I walk through the wards, I see humanity at its worst: amputees hooked to machines, babies bandaged from head to toe struggling to breathe, dead bodies hidden under white sheets before being placed out in the cold.  And yet the killers linger near by, looking for who else they can conquer.
And yet emotional pain caused by others can be deeply personal. It can rock our world so that we question everything. Nothing makes sense, so we find ourselves seeking justice for wrongs done against us.  I know that in …

Simple notes to myself for 2017...

Remember...


Don't give yourself too much credit in your ability to think and reason. You're only human. 

Deal with your sin. Don't ignore the power it has over you. You can't get over it on your own, you need Him. 

When you think of yourself as "not that bad" it makes it easy to compromise. 
Spread joy. 
Stop spending so much energy defending your rights 

Winning isn't everything
People matter more than tasks
We can't control everything...
but we can always control how we react
Life isn't fair
Humility...humility...humility 
Lying to yourself only prevents you from personal growth
Criticism can often be a good thing, even when it hurts
Stop dwelling on what "God owes you", and live your life for all you owe Him
Apologize 
Stop making excuses, and admit when you are wrong
Choose your words carefully, especially when it is someone else's feelings or reputation at stake 
Give people the benefit of the doubt

Trust your gut, your heart can be misleading
Lis…
What do I know of Holy? 

I know that I don't know, nor should I expect to. 

If we caught even a glimpse of the spiritual battle going on all around us, would it matter? It might. But that is another example of believing things are significantly more involved, dangerous, and premeditated than we could ever even begin to understand. 

What makes me think that I should be allowed to comprehend Satan, God, their relationship...the dark power at work in destroying me, the sovereign Heavenly power at work in protecting me, and the evil that He doesn't allow at times or even let me see going on around me? It's dangerous. It's a secret. Let Him win it...and just trust Him. 
I am starting to see that emotions may be the result of my spirit grasping bits of the aftermath of a fresh war...a battle recently in motion for my attention, my life's course, my mind. Just because emotions get set on fire does not mean something is wrong. Feelings may simply be an indication that attack i…

When there's nothing...

Many people I know are suffering.  And my struggles seem quite small, in comparison. Their pain is deep, their longings pure, but their faith stands firm, proving God's faithfulness in their examples to me. I wrote a poem, with them in mind. God is so good, in how He reminds us of His care, and brings about strength in the right moments, and through the right people.  As I think through the terrors some are facing, I see His glory, and thank Him for His presence with His children.

I dedicate this poem to some strong warriors who demonstrate spirit filled courage. 

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A few words were spoken, and my world was broken. My heart was shattered like glass.
I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat Couldn't find tears to weep...
Hiding under a mask.
What do you say when you can't evenpray? When your faith takes flight soaring away? When the rock you're set upon, shifts feeling gone, and you're anything but okay?
Speechle…
Are we so determined to dodge suffering, that when the inevitable occurs, we find ourselves completely paralyzed? 
Rather than placing the majority of our energy into evading pain, we should be preparing ourselves to face it straight on, knowing ahead of time where to find Him in the midst of it. Because heartache will happen, but His glory will meet us there.  However, it is up to us whether or not we allow ourselves to be destroyed, completely overtaken by what hurts us. Pain is inevitable, but destruction isn't. 
Christ gets it. He suffered as we suffer. 
But I think sometimes we focus primarily on the divinity of Christ, not paying enough attention to the humanity He endured.  We think to ourselves, "But He is God..so he doesn't truly experience the flesh the way I do." 
Even He asked for a way out, requesting an escape of His execution if the Father willed it.  (Lk 22:42) Yet, God denied his first request, placing the eternity of the lost as the priority...the story…
Many people I know are suffering.  And my struggles seem quite small, in comparison. Their pain is deep, their longings pure, but their faith stands firm, proving God's faithfulness in their examples to me. I wrote a piece, with them in mind. God is so good, in how He reminds us of His care, and brings about strength in the right moments, and through the right people.  As I think through the terrors some are facing, I see His glory, and thank Him for His presence with His children.

I dedicate this poem to some strong warriors who demonstrate spirit filled courage. 

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A few words were spoken, and my world was broken. My heart was shattered like glass.
I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat Couldn't find tears to weep...
Hiding under a mask.
What do you say when you can't evenpray?
When your faith takes flight and soars away? When the rock you're set upon, shifts, feeling gone
and you're anything but okay?
Speechl…