Dear Child...

Dear Child,


When anything is broken, its never the same again. There are always memories, yet in time they lose their sting. Yet, in times of sorrow and grief, if we are willing to look up, you can see a nail pierced hand of Jesus reaching gently to wipe your tears...then you see His eyes sharing your tears. He too has been wounded...rejected..lied about...betrayed. Yet His Love took His broken heart to the Cross so He could set you free and overcome death itself and all its power to wound and seperate you from ones you love. So even though its hurts now, the Master Physician has the cure. :-)

Reaching the End of Hope

When things are going smooth as silk
Just the way it ought to be
Normally not much time is spent
Considering future calamity

Testing, trials, difficulty and pain
Things we think don't apply to you and me
Until the darkness fills the sky
Sometimes we often can not see

The path to take...the road to go
So unclear's the day
You try everything you know
But can not find the way

To undo what has been done
Or mend a heart thats broken
Repairing a relationship
Or take back words you've spoken

No time machine to take you back
To undo whats been done
Only grief and tears and rain
Just waiting for the sun

Sometimes its seems you've done everything
You possibly could do
But nothing seems to help at all
Wondering if you'll make it through

Then at last you realize
As tears begin to flow
After doing all you knew
You've reached the end of hope

Hope in changing whats inside
of circumstance or self
You've tried and failed so many times
Must turn to Someone Else

You've read of transformation
Of healing and New Birth
Now it is the ONLY way
Your life will be of worth

For you know that in yourself
there's nothing you can offer
But what you need is to be re-written
By Life's All-Mighty Author

When we get to the end of ourselves
And there's nothing left to give
Then we reach past the end of hope
And let God through us Live

Problems Get You Down?

I went to church Sunday Evening for the very first time since the first week in November. It'd been so long, on the way there I wondered if I'd feel like a visitor. That turned out ok, but I learned something else.




A lady named Joyce, who goes to my church, had MANY health issues last yr and almost died. Yeah, I'd had a lot of health issues, but probably never was near as close to meeting my maker as she was.





Even in recent days, when its difficult to breathe or if the pain tries to come back in my ribs, I think of Joyce. Counting her food grams and still probably on a bunch of meds stay alive.





Even though it helps me not to feel so sorry for myself to think of what someone else is going through, what helps the most is to remember the the God who created this universe, sustains us both. It also helps to remember that nothing is for nothing.





In 2 Corinthians God is refered to as "the Father of mercies," and "the God of all comfort; who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble, by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God. "





So if your problems got you down, turn your eyeballs outward. Look around and I'm almost sure you'll find someone worse off. Who knows? You may even be able to help them feel better. Then chances are very good that you'll feel better too! :-)





Love Always,




Rebecca