These past several months have been months of many personal trials and tribulations. Most of which have revealed masks and faces of me into whose eyes I would rather not have stared. It is obvious to me that I still have much to overcome in moving from my “old self” into victory and abundance. I have never lost my vision for what the grace of God is all about. I have no uncertainty that God can and will deliver me into a new self as He promises in His Word. What I struggle with is my own walk and ability to just let Him do His work.
You see, I never cease to amaze myself in my efforts to be contrary to God. I know that the struggles we all face in life are the result of our original fallen natures and the world in which we live. But sometimes I look at the lives of even the unsaved of the world and wonder why they seem so well adjusted and at relative peace with the world when my life seems to be filled with a personal war against my wretched self.
I am at the point where the walls that I must overcome are of such magnitude that only God can deal the victory. I require a momentous miracle in my life. Nothing I can do in the natural world can save me. . . . Continue reading
When the darkest night is closing in and the slightest glimmer escapes;
When despair and heartache are familiar companions;
And your heart of stone is unwelcome—for no heart at all would be better than the pain you’re feeling;
When you’re touching “can’t care anymore” because numbness has overtaken your dying emotions;
And hope caught the last train out of your emptiness;
When you’ve tried so many times but end up worse;
And you simply want to go back; A time, a place that was simpler; better;
When you’re all alone, a life desolate; There is Someone!
When you’ve given up on living on the other side; The impassable canyon between your reality and where you thought you’d be;
You have been overtaken by circumstances, trials, tribulations, entanglements, and hopelessness; You’re captured; Taken;
When the fruit of your life lies as lifeless pits on the barren ground;
And your faith is dazed; It’s not really faith anymore;
Does God even want to help? How can God fix what you’ve wrought?
Did you misunderstand God? Did He misunderstand you? Is He nowhere?
When you’re all alone, a life relinquished; There is Someone! . . . Continue reading