In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness. Our life is a long and arduous quest after Truth. -Mahatma Gandhi

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Wounds,Scabs, Scars

"Don't pick at your scabs". It's a phrase I grew up hearing my mom say all the time. See, being the little stubborn girl that I was, I always picked at them. It was annoying to feel a scab anywhere, it was almost like it demanded that I pick at it. When I would then the whole process would start again. Wound. Scab. and then maybe the scar.

The scars on my body have a story behind them. Chicken pox, serious accidents, and some clumsy days. I could tell you why each one happened, where and why. But what about those that no one can see? The scars in our lives have a story to behind them as well. They are proof that there was once a wound.

See, in this life you will get wounds. These wounds will be cause by friends, family, people that you loved and respected. Sometimes these wounds will be caused even by yourself. The point is, life is not and never will be just a smooth ride; life will leave you with some scars. Our job is to make sure that these wounds actually turn into scars, and do not stay scabs forever.

Whatever difficult situation you may find yourself in, rejoice! It's an opportunity to make a collection of wonderful scars, victory scars. You don't want to go through life with scabs, because just as it is physically painful, it is emotionally painful as well.

Learn from your wounds. Determine what caused them, figure out how to prevent them next time, and let them heal. Don't pick at life's unfortunate happenings, but let bygones be bygones and move on to let these wounds heal. Life WILL be rough. Circumstances won't always be fair. Situations can't always be changed. It won't be easy. But remember, scars in life just prove how you were able to heal from wounds. 

Thank You God for my scars.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Swept off my feet

Today was honestly the first time in years that I could honestly say that I truly felt that I was in LOVE with my God. I don't think many could understand what I mean by this. See, sometimes life tends to get a little routine. You go to church 4 times throughout the week and you say your 10 "amen"s and 5 "that's right"s and you serve in every ministry you possibly could, but you sort of forget the picture of things. At least I know I did. These past few weeks, I have honestly came back to my first love. I never left Him, but I simply forgot to acknowledge what my purpose was in everything that I was doing- and that is simply glorifying Him. I exist for the sole purpose of exalting Him because He is the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords. He has been such a gentleman with me in the sense that even though it took me a couple of years to feel this love again, He never left side. And I love Him so much more for that.

God swept me off my feet today. He waited for me to run to Him and he picked me up in His loving arms and loved me back today. This whole day I've been on a love high. I just feel him everywhere with me. I literally feel His presence...

I am so in love right now.