Friday, July 29, 2016

How friendship works.

As I texted one of my dearest girlfriends last weekend, we were struck by “how this is how women should be encouraging everyone around us.”


She returned the encouragement after reading a previous blog entry that I wrote, telling me that it IS hard being a “good” Christian in a world that is much less than perfect. She reminded me to hang on to one simple truth:

“We need God, only, period.”


Thank you Livya, for being such an amazing friend; for being generous with your words. Let’s revolutionise female friendships.

Friday, July 22, 2016

Everything will be alright.


Because I know you are in control, God.

I am going through a very tough season now. It feels like everything is unravelling, falling apart piece by piece. God, I surrender my hurts to you. I’m building up walls against him now as a defence mechanism, but I don’t think that’s the way to go. I’m so lost, and I don’t know what to do anymore. I don’t know what’s right, or what’s wrong. Guide me God. Teach me your ways. Help me look beyond my hurts, to look to you for your unfailing love and grace that I will also need to give to him. Help me not to hate even when I’m hurting so deeply. Teach me what grace really means. Create in me a heart that’s willing to forgive. May your will be done, not mine. May my actions be in line with your will, even if it’s something difficult to do. It may not be today, it may not be this week, but I am certain that you will.

Even through this tough time, something good always comes out of it. You have taught me to lean so much more on you, given me revelations, to learn what it means to truly trust you. You draw me close to you, teaching me to find comfort in your words. In the stillness, my spirit quietly trusts in you. I am assured. God, thank you also for the prayer warriors you’ve placed around me. I am grateful and thankful that they rally around me with prayer. Bless these amazing friends, and their relationships hehe.

Saturday, July 9, 2016

Second To None

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         I remember watching her walk back up the stairs. I couldn't stop smiling, because your mother was particularly beautiful that night. Her hair was pulled back. She was wearing a white cotton dress that curved around her hips. Her skin glowed. There was so much life in her eyes. When she smiled at me, I felt like an explosion had gone off inside my heart. I could not possibly love her more than I loved her in that moment: my wife, my friend, the woman who had given me such kind, thoughtful, beautiful children.
         She sat across from me at the able. I took both her hands in mine.
         "Why are you smiling?" she asked.
I kissed the inside of her wrists and answered what I felt at that moment was the absolute truth.
         "Because everything is perfect." 

Karin Slaughter.
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