I dare not say a word, because I know if I try to speak, I will cry. The lump in my throat chokes me and it is a battle to hold back tears. All I can think of are the precious hearts I’m leaving behind.
I take each sweet little face keep reading here
“Instruction on how to live even extends to how to grieve.” – D.A.Carson
What is grief? To paraphrase Webster, it is intense mental anguish, deep remorse, acute sorrow, or simply – to hurt. We think of grief as what we experience when a loved one dies, however, grief could very well be the response to a multitude of circumstances.
The Apostle Paul wrote to the Thessalonians about how to grieve over a physical death… “Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope.” (1 Thessalonians 4:13NIV) – Christians grieve death with hope that we will see our loved ones again in heaven, and this hope is based on the resurrection of Jesus Christ.
Moreover, I think this same logic, instruction if you will, applies to all of our grief. Are you grieving? Is your soul in anguish? Do you lie awake at night? Does remorse flood your soul? Is there sorrow continue here
“The Lord is my light and my salvation – whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life – of whom shall I be afraid?” – Psalm 27:1
There are times when the person I should fear most is my own self. It is “me” who takes over and wreaks havoc with my heart and my conscience when I choose to indulge anger or fear. It is “me” who comes up with ridiculous schemes to advance my agendas, hide my weaknesses, or protect my heart.
Who knows me better than I know myself? Who knows my weaknesses and my hot buttons as well as I do? Only I know how easily I can build a wall around my heart, set a gate, apply a deadbolt and lock it. I know how I operate. I know how to breach the trust I place in God and surrender to myself.
The reality is that I am my own worst enemy when the Lord is continue here
When you look at a group photo that you are in, who is the first person you look at? I’ll confess, I look at myself first. And then I get critical. Am I smiling? Hair OK? Eyes open? Good posture? Then I look at everyone else.
Clearly this reveals a bit of self-centeredness, but sometimes we need to keep reading here
Brian and I have arrived at the Breaking Bad picnic a bit later than most people have. Actually, if it had not been for a hot Texas weekend, a completed “to-do” list and a Netflix account we might never have found it.
We didn’t intend to watch more than an episode or two to find out what all the brouhaha was about, however, three episodes later we are keep reading here
Matthew will soon be four, and to celebrate his upcoming birthday, our gift to him was a “Captain America” outfit!
Matt was so excited when he opened his present. He had to put his costume on right away and go for a walk around the neighborhood looking for bad guys.
As we walked, I told Matty I really liked him in his Captain America suit and he immediately came to a halt, put his hands on his hips and said, “This is find more here
Recently I was chatting with a friend and prayer journaling came up. This is my journal – and this is as close as you’ll get to seeing what’s inside! This is just between God and me.
I keep a prayer journal, but I also sometimes think or speak my prayers. And, I must say that when it comes to confessing sin – thinking my prayers is by far the easiest!
When I think my prayers, after the thought is complete, the issue is closed. For example, if the Holy Spirit convicts me of a sin, I can almost painlessly think, “Oh, man, I shouldn’t have done/said/thought that. God please forgive me.” There. Confessed. Forgiven. Done. It’s almost like I’m a generic sinner confessing my generic sin.
Or, perhaps it’s more like, “God, please forgive my… Wait a minute, is that a cobweb, I really need to continue here