never taste joy"
and job, hobbies, relationships, possessions
will only fail to satisfy...
Hunger finds a home
in soul which must feed on more
than just bread alone
But from the words of His mouth
Starving, famished
the malnourished spirit
desperately searches,
listens...
And vulnerable, soulish-ears
hear voices
full of promises, false hopes
like the sirens of old,
their evil melodies
lead toward certain death
Yet here on the brink,
staring death in the face,
numb and unfazed and emotionless,
this gripping gaze possesses
And the only fear,
for the moment,
is to be shaken free
from this seemingly beautiful temptation;
to awaken, to feel loss, despair, shame
Perhaps sweet little lies are more appealing than truth?
The Two-Edged Sword
which divides bone from marrow
cuts the tie
and waits...
The One who disciplines
yearns to love again,
for He is Love
To bring healing, wholeness
To restore what the locusts have destroyed
To infuse hope, true hope
To bring beauty from the ash heap
Incline your ears,
your heart,
to His words
which, like balm
after the stinging
will soothe, protect, heal...
A beautiful disaster
this repentance life
this restoration life
The paradoxical truth
that in brokenness
we are made whole
In weakness, strong
In discouragement, hopeful
In sin, forgiven
By Grace Alone
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The paradoxical truth
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we are made whole
When we are weak He is made strong...it is a beautiful paradox, isn't it?
Yes, I see how He is using my own brokenness in this moment to make me perfect in weakness, to put me back together so that I might be stronger in Him.
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we are made whole
In weakness, strong
In discouragement, hopeful
In sin, forgiven
By Grace Alone"
Amen! Beautiful! Thank you, Jesus!
The balm that stings and then soothes...Oh I need to to read the Word and yet I am afraid of that sting...But only there will I find grace.
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oh my goodness. i LOVE LOVE LOVE this, dear amy. one of your BEST.