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Saturday, December 08, 2007

Sat, 08 Dec 2007 01:52:24 GMT

Let go of what kills you and hold on to what keeps you breathing.

Isn't that the truth though?

We all go through life not living up to others expectations, or maybe just our own.

And we weigh ourselves down.

With fear, failures, and broken dreams.

To a point where we can't get up.

Because the everyday struggles suffocate us.

And blind our eyes to the very thing we need to see in life.

God.

He is enough.

He is the strength we need to get up.

And to forgive, and be forgiven.

But most of all he is the love that endures forever.

Even when we can't love ourselves.

He sees the beauty that he put in us.

The beauty we so quickly overlook.

Theres mercy and grace.

And hope.

And that is enough for me.

To look past my imperfections.

And go on with my journey through life.

Getting up.

When I fall.

And when I feel dead.

Because I know that I have purpose.

To fight for what I can't see.

My future.

My dreams.

My life.

Monday, June 04, 2007

Mon, 04 Jun 2007 10:34:57 GMT

someday, someone is going to walk
into your life and make you realize why
it never worked out with anyone else.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

Sun, 11 Feb 2007 22:55:40 GMT

So today at church there was a family sitting in front of us and at the end of praise and worship one of the boys in the family who was probably around the age of 10 just collapsed on the floor. He fell straight forward and it looked like he had no senses to try to catch his fall. He just fell straight on his face. Not everyone saw but everyone around looked concerned and worried about the boy who was laying and not responding to anyone. This continued for about twenty minutes and they finally brought in paramedics to get him. He got up right after they came and he looked as if he was okay. But as I sat there I just felt like crying, not crying but weeping because of all the people that you could tell were concerned about this boy. I felt like a part of me had fallen because I could see the pain and the effect he had on everyone who saw. The boy was okay and all but I just had a revelation sitting there thinking.

And I prayed to God to change me.

Because how many times do we go through life seeing someone fall or someone get hurt or someone cry and we cry and feel there pain. We ask if there is anything we can do to help or just to be there. We are desperate to make them feel better at any cost to us. Just so that they don’t feel that pain anymore.

And yet it is so hard for us to care about someone who is spiritually hurting. Why do we turn our heads to people who are lost and so easily focus on our problems. Why is the only thing we try to fix physical pain, when spiritually there are people dying. Not just hurting but dying. Dying and yet we have no compassion or no realization when the signs are in front of us. We are blinded to the pain that is destroying this generation and that is destroying us. Because it is so hard to open up to anyone when there is pain or hardships. But if someone is sick everyone worries if they’re okay.Even if they don’t know the person. God I just want you to change my heart. I want to be compassionate and feel the spiritual pain of others so that I can help them. Break my heart, the heart that this world has shaped in me. To be focused on only my pain and no one elses. Give me a heart that isn’t molded or influenced by this world. Give me a heart to love.

Friday, January 19, 2007

Fri, 19 Jan 2007 12:12:58 GMT

Psalm 32:6-8

When troubles rise like a flood,

They will not reach me.

You are my hiding place.

You ~~protect~~ me from my troubles

and fill me with songs of salvation.

The Lord says, "I will make you wise and

show you where to go.

I will guide you and watch over you.