Monday, December 15, 2014

No Words

My last post is kinda creepy considering my circumstances at the moment.

My dear grandmother is going to be with Jesus soon.

She is in a coma with severe bleeding in her brain, to make a very long story short. I will share the full story, but not now. I want a miracle, but I know it won't happen.

I cannot describe what I am feeling right now.

Regrets.

Love.

Peace.

Brokenness.

Anger.

Helplessness.

Denial.

Joy (for her, but really I'm not feelin' that.)

Basically, I'm a wreck right now.


2 days ago, she tried to call me. My phone was ON MY LAP, but it was on silent so I missed it. Little did I know that would have been the last opportunity to hear her sweet voice.

Please pray, friends. I believe in the power of prayer. Even though this healing we want will not happen, we need prayer. I have final this week, and I really cannot study with her on the other side of the country.

I believe in the power of prayer.

I have no words right now.

I have been listening to this song on repeat for the past hour and so. The lyrics are perfect.

I was sure by now
God You would have reached down
And wiped our tears away
Stepped in and saved the day
But once again, I say "Amen", and it's still raining

As the thunder rolls
I barely hear Your whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away

And I'll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
And every tear I've cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm

I remember when
I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry to you
And you raised me up again
My strength is almost gone
How can I carry on
If I can't find You

But as the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away


I lift my eyes unto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord
The Maker of Heaven and Earth


Wednesday, November 26, 2014

"Your will be done, not mine."

"Father, if you are willing, please take this cup of suffering away from me. Yet I want your will to be done, not mine." -Luke 22:42

We all die. It's part of life. We all will see death or know someone to die. It's hard, aweful, and nothing we do can ever prepare us to see someone we love die. It's always going to be a shock. 

You see, we sometimes forget that death is not part of God's original, perfect plan for life. 

Jesus did not want to die. We sometimes act like he wanted to. The truth is, he didn't. Death was not part of God's original plan for mankind.

But here's the thing: He was willing to die. 

Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting? 
The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law.
 But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ - 1 Cor. 15:55-56

Because of the cross, death, pain, and suffering are only temporary. All because Jesus was willing to die. 

I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving!

Blessings!