Faith draws the poison from every grief, takes the sting from every loss, and quenches the fire of every pain; and only faith can do it. -Josiah Gilbert Holland
As I was cleaning out my old house, I picked up a glass item that I was going to throw away. I dropped it and yes, as you can guess, it broke. I bent down to pick up the pieces but realized that I could not pick up everything. I collected all of the big pieces and put them into a pile. The smaller pieces had scattered everywhere. I knew that I would need something bigger to pick those pieces up. While gathering the broken glass, I thought about how broken my life is right now. I have had to move from my home, my security; not by choice but because of situations. I have gathered all of the big pieces, but the small ones need something bigger than me. I can only think of one greater…God. He is the only one that can clean up the splinters of broken pieces. I realized that I have to let him come through and sweep up the mess. I cannot do it alone.
Psalm 86:7 In the day of trouble I will call upon you, for you will answer me.
alright, another post!—I had already read it and I think it’s a very good analogy. You are now an official blogger since you did a second one.
T, you are so beautifully talented. These are so inspiring to me — keep up the wonderful reflection and know that God is only a breath and a prayer away always!
I love you,
T
Good job on your blogs. It is thrilling to see how the Lord is ministering to you in these rough times. Keep up the good work, and hang in there. This too shall pass.
I love you,
Mom
I,m remined each week of my broken pieces as I drop my sons off at the house that was once mine. Some times I still cut my self on those little pieces. Thank you for reafirmimg that God is my healer and comfort……forever more.
mj