Redemption

There comes a point in your life where you have to pick up all those seemingly small glimpses of hope and put them all together. To take the barely flickering candles of guidance you know in your life and put them together to form one giant lantern. Sometimes those big miracles are just the little ones every day added up in the remembrance that you heart will allow them to have. As much as we catch ourselves saying "it seems like all the bad adds up, and thats why I want to give up" we can say "it seems like all of the good adds up in my life, and thats why I can make it." God is good. Its cliche but simple.

A student of pain.

What does it mean to show someone compassion, to walk them through the darker times in life. Sometimes it just means giving them a hug and being honest with your self and them by saying, "I don't know how I can help."Compassion does not require perfection and so much of the time we disqualify ourselves from helping others because we cannot solve their problems. God never asked you to solve peoples problems, he already did that. He did ask us to love each other. A lot more love is available in us to give than we imagine and not smiling at someone because you, "might as well not get involved," because "its not like you could change them" is not loving. Loving is messy, loving as humans is imperfect. God said love your neighbour as your self. Do you love yourself perfectly, no. God never said Love your neighbour perfectly, just to love them. Besides that "mere" smile could save a life.

a fist full of keys

I just spent over an hour asking myself tough questions, analyzing my mindsets in order to feel a little bit more free.

It made me feel the same way I did after finishing an essay for school with time to spare to microwave some pop corn and eat half of it on the way to class- that kind of, "phew, I've accomplished something that made me feel normal and for lack of a big vocab. after spending half the night crying, accomplished."

But my real question is what do I do to make my heart soar to those places that will carry me through these rough patches in my life. I feel pain, I am weak but where does strength come from.

You hear people quote scripture often saying, "when we are weak He (God) is strong." So instead of all this trying to accomplish peace, healing, joy I'm just going to hang out with the one who is actually strong.