Monday, March 26, 2012

I Breathed...

I just breathed, really exhaled for the first time in three years.
I have been in the worse place of my life, and at the same time, felt more loved than I had ever known before.
During these trials, dissapointments..... time of pure saddness, Christ arose in me. Reminded me that I am HIS, have always been HIS, even when I was the one thrown aside......and even in my deepest despair.
Yesterday, I walked outside to the most glorious day. I looked out across the lake and saw the sun glistening off the water and I exhaled.

At that moment, God spoke to me. "Well done, my good and faithful servant, You don't have to fear anymore, this is your blessing. Just drink it in!"
We are living in the house we all built, I am married to the same man I first fell in love with 28 years ago,  and we are all still a family............. but mostly ..............I have PEACE, JOY, and PRAISE.We made it. Our marriage made it. Our family made it. Now, I can breathe. 
It may only last a day, or it may last forever, but for now...........  I know it's time to LIVE ...every single day! Breathing in God's goodness.

Psalm 100

 1 Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth.
 2 Worship the LORD with gladness;
   come before him with joyful songs.
3 Know that the LORD is God.
   It is he who made us, and we are his;
   we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.
 4 Enter his gates with thanksgiving
   and his courts with praise;
   give thanks to him and praise his name.
5 For the LORD is good and his love endures forever;
   his faithfulness continues through all generations.

Monday, March 5, 2012

Fragile

.Ever feel fragile? Breakable.....

I feel vunerable, unsure, alone, confused, angry, depressed, insignificant...

More times than I'd like to ever admit.

Broken trust can do that.  Leave a deep crevasse of doubt, insecurity.

I'm not healed...not even close, but closer than I was ....

Time can heal all wounds they say...but time moves slowly when the wounds are deep and scars remain.

Praise Him in the storm...one song I listen to reminds me...

Because through them, I am not the same.... Never the same...

But a survivor..... A warrior....

And when I stand before the Lord God Almighty.... I will hear Him say..

Well done.... My good and faithful servant.  Well done.