I picked up the broken pieces.
Reaching for the Light of hope
To show me the way
I prayed for healing and strength
To mend broken wings
So I might fly, to try again
‘Til I reach heaven’s reward
Discouraged, Broken Wings, Healing,
Strength, Calm, Acceptance
“Our heart mends as our inner self—the central or innermost part of our identity—is wrapped around the Light inside of us, rather than around the people who have harmed us. This one small step changes the way we see things”. Suzanne Eller
Is a burden wearing you down,
Like a heavy gown,
A weighted cloak or heavy yoke?
Are you being oppressed,
Or being tried to be blessed?
Is it just a test,
Or the enemy’s cruel jest?
Time and faith will tell,
If it’s from heaven or hell.
Trials seem to grow
Hope slowly declines
The future looks so dim
Yet thru all these ribbons glows
The strong and sure symbol of Him
He nevers leaves us nor forsakes us
Yesterday I decided to do a watercolor tapestry of my life.
I planned to use different colors and drawings to represent my various life events. Well, not being an artist, the whole painting ended up looking like a timeline of colors with some childish doodle drawings. The one thing that stood out was a brown cross that I drew, however, the rest of it I knew I would need to redo.
The whole painting had a good message as I explained it, it just needed a better appearance.
So, this morning I had the thought to just wash the whole painting clean with water and start over, kind of like a new life, new beginning. So I did. I loaded my shammy with water and washed and rubbed. In the end most of the paint disappeared, some just faded and all the drawings washed away EXCEPT THE CROSS! Honest!
The Cross didn’t fade nor change at all! It did not erase thru all I did! All the other drawings were drawn with the same watercolor pencils as the Cross, and they all erased, but it did not! AMAZING!
It seemed God was speaking to me in this, telling me that nothing can ever erase the message of the Cross. That what Christ accomplished thru His death on the Cross will always remain and that if we believe and receive Him as our Savior and Lord He will never leave us nor forsake us.
This seemed so profound to me that I decided to name the new painting “Ribbons of Life” to represent that no matter what happens to us in our life, if we have believed and received Jesus as our Savior and Lord, He will always be there with us thru it all!
Not just surviving
But blooming, in life’s hard places.
Are you up for it?
Seeing this little bunch of yellow flowers blooming brightly in a crack my daughter’s concrete driveway yesterday prompted this poem.
Previously, I had seen a few of these spritely yellow bursts of color in the green grass of her yard, however today, I happened to notice this little lone trio growing right in the paths of where cars come and go!
Surely at some point they had been run over or knocked down by a car tire, yet here they were standing tall in bloom!
Unlike their relatives in the grass who had been fortunate to receive refreshing drinks and showers from the garden water sprinkler, they had grown up among rocks, dry dirt, and concrete. Yet, they bloomed, and just as brightly.
Facing each new day
With an inner fortitude
To overcome and bloom!
Such a great lesson for us all.
As we face the hard times in life, let’s determine to not just survive them, but to show forth a positive attitude of achievement and success, so others will notice and be encouraged to do the same thru life’s challenges.
Anyone can quit
It’s not hard to just give up
Are you just “Anyone”?
Why should you be a statis quo?
When you can succeed and grow!