Monday, September 26, 2016

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. 


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 even pray? When your faith takes flight soaring away?
When the rock you're set upon, shifts feeling gone, and you're anything but okay?

Speechless now the norm, for when fighting a storm
The soul craves a break from feeling
Your mind puts up walls, for processing the calls
Requiring you to start healing

What do you say when you don't want to pray
When your God feels like a stranger?
When the truth you once knew, takes part in destroying you? Breaking trust, igniting new danger

Pain with morning sun, your peaceful dreams now done...
and a new day of lingering dread
Hope lost in your past,  how long will this last?
The joy you once knew, now dead

What do you say when you're ready to pray.... 
but confusion of His will strikes you silent?
You look up and cry,  My Father God WHY? 
Human emotion turned fragile and violent 

What did He say, that dark Good Friday, when all sin upon Him fell?
When God turned His face,  knowing sin...
choosing grace...saving you from eternity in Hell 

Dark forces now shattered, but Jesus was battered, 
His love for the Father... our story
His pain for our gain, as His blood left the stain 
of eternal forgiveness...His glory

What did He say? What did Christ say....
would we care had we been there to hear it?
When He chose not His will, as they sought to kill... 
"Father, into Your hands I commit my Spirit."  

Monday, September 5, 2016

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 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 of His glory.

Often forgotten is that pain can end up being the solution to a problem. Viewing suffering as the enemy to be avoided at all cost, is where we tend to go wrong. 

Trials are to be expected, but pain is not the enemy. Rather we should be intentional to use our heartache for the greater good. Otherwise...we just wasted it.