The Pain Is Broken

…have eternal life in heaven!


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Have you ever just pondered, “What is this world thinking”? Luting and rioting, shootings, people fussing and fighting, and then the firing of war missiles…. all in the name of power. But personally, I’d rather sit and listen to the heavens while God portrays His awesome righteousness on those who display love versus hatred.

For the lost souls that have never heard it, there’s a sound under these armored skies, and it, too, will penetrate your mortal soul. It’s a whisper of an undetectable fragrance that rides in a chariot through the night air, indescribable to a human. His name is God, folks—the only entity you can feel as your busy world comes to the end of each day! The hint of His aura drifts aloft over your spirit. Anointing you with His grace, God will manifest himself on those who want to remain in His Grace. And for all those times you wondered about doubting Your heavenly Father’s presence, you can suddenly stack them on the pinhead of a needle.

Romans 6:23
” For the wages of sin is death; but the gift of God is eternal life.”

 

The years spent in the prison of your conscience, trapped in your own selfishness of spirit, was little more than self-pity as you never received what you thought you deserved. But as the sun finally breaks through the gloomy forecast, it casts it’s rays upon you. Suddenly you feel different, enlightened maybe. Something has changed, you can’t explain it. God has anointed you, my friend!

Be blessed, as the pain is broken. In the sunset, tears flow for no reason as God, Himself, miraculously washes away the impurities from within your soul. He has saved your heart and pours His grace on your now weary anointed spirit. God’s forgiveness–the secret to an eternal life!

 

When you turn away from your sins and turn to God, Jesus saves us and we have eternal life with him in Heaven!

Ephesians 4:31-32
Get rid of all bitterness, passion, and anger. No more shouting or insults, no more hateful feelings of any sort. Instead, be kind and tender-hearted to one another, and forgive one another, as God has forgiven you through Christ.

 


EDITOR’S COMMENTS:

How can you be saved?

Ask forgiveness from God and forgive those you have sinned against. Ask the Lord to come into your heart as Lord of your life. God forgives our sins when we confess them to him.

Find a bible and church and learn about who Jesus is. We need to grow in the Lord. God’s will is for us to go into the world and preach the good news of Jesus Christ.

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God Cries With Us

God will help us all to try to recover from this history…..


God Cries With Us Part 1

I listen to the rain as it dances on my rooftop…. and God cries with us.

 

God Cries With Us Part 2

But now I see…. God cries with us.

 

God Cries With Us Part 3

Reverently our hearts are one. Harmonizing our battle cry we will never salute those who sit and do nothing….as God cries with us.

 

God Cries With Us Part 4

We must unite….as our God cries with us.

 

God Cries With Us Part 5

Knowing times like these…. even God cries with us.

 


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Engraved Hurts

Like soldiers on a battleground, our persistent thoughts are marching on….


We sit across the table from each other and the tension rises like ocean waves before a hurricane. Our hearts ache from the daily frustrations. Words fly like cannonballs across the bow. The night is lighting up from the fiery hurts and our broken souls is damforgiveness 2aging our spirits. There is not a “sorry” that can mend the fury; no kindness is coming from giving; no hugs healing the hardened hearts; just short little snippets that become too repetitive to hear. I’m asking for grace to bring some peace to the table. But when two hearts aren’t in sync, God has His work cut out for Himself. Our love is souring like month old milk.

Love, like spring pollen, carries off to a neighbor’s lawn; walls are retaining the temper and silence is becoming enemy number one. So my conscience knocks on heaven’s gates and I’ll pray for our Lord to hear my heart. But like statues in the wind, the prayers are standing guard of the present. Life, cruel at times, has no invitation. Joy, the ultimate restorer between two hearts, is waiting on the other side.

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I’m in awe watching the tears as they flow and sorrow can’t explain the reckoning. Blame is passing like vegetables at Thanksgiving. There is no rhyme or reason. Our Lord sits at the head of the table trying to join our hearts in prayer. Stubborn though, our minds are overruling the prayers. Like soldiers on a battleground, our persistent thoughts are marching on…. I’m carrying the flag trying to surrender but our guns are still drawn.

Morning arrives and a tranquility, like the dew from the night before, is falling over the engraved flowers. Hearts are listening to subconscious minds as we cease fire. Over early coffee, our guns are holstered. An anointing brings a smile as the sun breaks through the thunder. Love is being restored and the sun is warming little petals. God, the only true peacemaker, is reigning over the battlefields of our minds. We sit in peace and the quiet sermon is coming as the gentle breeze rings the wind chimes.

I’m asking myself, could this have been avoided? Unequivocally, yes, if God is first and past hurts are left by the headstones of our deceased memories. We’re limping away, now handicapped from the wounds encountered from the night before.

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So, here we are off on our busy day….people to meet, bills to pay, and our Lord is holding down the fort. We are marching off, alone, to fight our own personal battles…

 

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EDITOR NOTES:  Did you ever hurt the person you loved?  Did you say unwanted things?  If you have hurt someone you loved, it is not easy to repair this mistake.  It is time to seek forgiveness.  You may have to go to great lengths to win over the trust once again.

Watch your words in a fit of temper and weigh the pros and cons of every word you utter. If you want to express your anger at an event, target the incident and not the person.

Be truly repentant…

 


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Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; … (1 Corinthians 13:13)

And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you.   (1 Peter 5:10)

 


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Mother’s Slippers

….for your children know not your footsteps you have walked


The day breaks and exasperating as life is, will we ever understand the meaning of it?? Reflecting on my mother’s spirit, her heart was in the right place. But we had our moments and it took me a long time to forgive her.

Situations merit decisions with consequences unbeknownst to our children. I, too, fell into that category. Generations later, little explains of a mother’s woes. I will never walk a yard in my mother’s footsteps. I remember the blood, sweat, and tears that came from my growing up years. A lady of stature, eloquence and reprise, I had no idea the hell she lived through all her life.

My thoughts of her linger as I watch the path you meander. God, I pray to grant you serenity, for your children know not your footsteps you have walked. Love is very deep and the hurts resonate from within. Blessed are the weak yet strong in their venue. I walk in your presence; I reach out to comfort your spirit. The harm is immeasurable, as children try to ruin a mother’s love. I listen to your silence as though it screams, like drifts of sand that crest in a storm.

A child might walk in a mother’s steps yet never wear her slippers. I, a mere child of wisdom and respect, can only now relate to the dust storms of my mother’s childhood. I watch this generation, with reflections of my own, resonating from the sixties. Though life was different, hardships are similar.

Testing the time, a mother’s love captivates the mind. All God’s creatures, instinctively, protect the bond. Yet, I watch those who try to revolt, losing themselves when their own offspring arise. Realizing their mistakes, as bi-products conquer in agony, they fight for the same respect of their own predecessors.

Quietly, I sit and watch the yearlings taking turns yielding to their parents. It just doesn’t matter if you fly or walk; children should learn “respect” of the age-old value of seniority. Today, the thought saddens me that we, as kids, didn’t learn the valuable lessons. Those who follow, think that at birth, they already know more than their parents.

But, scrap albums tell who wore the apron strings; for those that sat for the fMother's Slippersamily portrait, she bore the kids upon her lap; her arms stretched out encompassing them. And as you look closer at that old family portrait… notice “Mom’s Slippers”, worn out, against the couch. God love you, Mom……

 

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Bible:  2 Timothy 1:5      Be a woman of God  – “When I call to remembrance the genuine faith that is in you, which dwelt first in your grandmother Lois and your mother Eunice, and I am persuaded is in you also.”)

What does it mean to honor my father and mother?  https://www.gotquestions.org/honor-father-mother


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