Finals Week

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It’s finals week and I’m reaching the finish line of this semester a little tired. It was a good semester nonetheless! I enjoyed taking music appreciation as it broadened the scope of my musical understanding; biology seemed the most fun to me– surprisingly! I had a great teacher. 🙂 But the one class that gave me the biggest head aches was American Government! God really allowed me the experience of learning what a not-so-good teacher is like! I’m sure he’s a great guy outside of class, but someone who started out with 30 students and who is now left with four must be not be doing something right. 

Anyway, after next week I’ll be moving on with my life taking greater strides towards my AA. I should be graduating by next spring, God willing! I’m so excited to see how God is guiding my steps towards the education he wants me to have! I hope to go as far in my education as the Lord will take me! I rest in Him knowing that my future is in His hands. That’s why even though I’m tired I’m not feeling stressed out. 🙂 for I know it is God who works in me to will and to act in order to fulfill his good purpose for my life (Philippians 2:13).

To all those who are in the same boat with me or striving to meet another deadline, remember what God’s word says in Galatians 6:9, “Let us not become weary in doing good, for at a proper time we will reap a harvest of blessings if we do not give up!”

Now I’m off to take one of those tests! May God’s grace continuously help you as he does for all those who put their trust in Him! 🙂

From Korn to Jesus

Wow.. this testimony is so genuine! It doesn’t matter where you come from or what you’ve done, the love and grace of God isn’t exempt from anyone! Come to Him as you are and Jesus will transform your life. 🙂

“Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.” (Revelation 3:20)

Dear Pen Pal

Dear Pen Pal,

This has been on my heart for a while and I just need to pour it out. I hope you don’t mind. 🙂 I just wanted to say that I thank God for you every day! I know it might sound kind of crazy to say this since we’ve only been exchanging thoughts for a short while but you have been a great blessing in my life! I don’t know you personally but one day God willing, I would be so delighted to meet you. Maybe one day we can sit down together, face to face with a cup of coffee in hand to share the untold stories that e-letters can’t fully express.

This has been on my heart for a while and I just need to pour it out. I hope you don’t mind. 🙂 I just wanted to say that I thank God for you every day! I know it might sound kind of crazy to say this since we’ve only been exchanging thoughts for a short while but you have been a great blessing in my life! I don’t know you personally but one day God willing, I would be so delighted to meet you. Maybe one day we can sit down together, face to face with a cup of coffee in hand to share the untold stories that e-letters can’t fully express.

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I’m so blessed by your letters though, because the Lord knows that I’ve always wanted a pen pal! However, His timing has purpose and He crossed our paths at just the right time! It really does amaze me how you are on the other side of the world and I smile to myself as I think about our many differences. For instance: your ‘Good morning’ is the same time I lie down to sleep, you speak Nepali while I speak Spanish, and I’m Americanized while you’re accustomed to the culture of a third world country. Then I think to myself that our differences are insignificant by the way our existences are aligned for the same purpose! We are both walking down the same narrow path to eternity and your Counselor is the same One who counsels me on this journey! Like, how awesome is it that the same Holy Spirit that dwells in you lives in me too!? It’s even more awesome because even though I never even met you before we’re part of a huge family of brothers and sisters around the world! Our family speaks so many different languages and comes from many nations all around the world but we all have one thing in common: we all profess the name of Jesus Christ, our Lord and our only Savior! To top it all off He knows each of us, I N D I V I D U A L L Y. I’m not sure if I am explaining myself well, but this simple truth just blows my mind!!! 😀

I’m also astonished by the way the “Living word” comes to life for you and your family as is does for mine. The testimony of how your father came to know Jesus Christ is one that I revisit frequently. I’m filled with awe by the way God saved your dad from his deathbed and along the way unveiled the eyes of a Hindu man who never even knew who Jesus was or is; the uncanny way the Lord answered all of his questions by quenching his curiosity was how God made himself real to your dad! That just goes to show that your dad’s God is the same one who delivered my dad as well! My dad came from a wealthy family, he had it all but lost everything. In his youth he made a pact with the devil but when the time came, he was literally snatched from the hand of Satan himself! Jesus completely saved the life of my dad who was a suicidal drug addict. Even though he did come from a catholic home he didn’t know the true redeeming Christ! I never knew my dad as the man that he used to be, but many of our relatives can attest to his past destructive lifestyle. Now he lives with no side effects from the cocaine or other drugs that poisoned his body, and I’m honored to say that my dad is a man who zealously preaches the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ; the same Jesus that your dad preaches too!

Isn’t it hard to not get excited about the amazing things that God does for us? Even though we don’t deserve it! His grace is so wonderful! I know you understand what I mean, because as I read your letters I see the passion behind your words and for that I greatly admire your faith; the source of your strength! Though you are young, only a few years younger than me, you stand firm for the truth of the gospel. The lifestyle your family takes on as missionaries is no easy task! Especially in a country where millions of blind, deaf and mute idols are worshiped as true gods. I can’t even begin to imagine the opposition you must feel as the minorities in a Hindu population. As Christians we know what the bible says in concern to God’s jealousy, about receiving worship and glory as the One True Living God and He does not share His glory well with anyone! As his children, we know that our Father is slow to anger and abounding in love, but in the midst of His judgement and wrath, our God remains faithful; He shows mercy to those who call Him Lord and He saved your lives in the midst of that devastating earthquake! I can only imagine what it would have been like to experience the back-and-forth swaying of the building your church was in- and on the third floor! While everyone outside was fearfully running for their lives, the church on the inside continued to worship the One True Living God, the refuge of His people in times of trouble. I can only imagine the presence of God in that place as all of you sang “Almighty Father”, pouring out your hearts in prayer to the God of Life for help! I can only imagine the angels God sent to protect not only that building from collapsing, but He also protected your whole town! You have no idea how this testimony impacted me on the other side of the world! This testimony helped to seal my faith further under the knowledge of God that He is the same today as He was in bible times.

With that being said, I do pray for your country of Nepal. I pray for your loved ones that every single life may be safe and sound. I pray for those who are still alive in the midst of all the chaos as the people of your country try to heal themselves, but that their eyes may be opened to the truth of Jesus Christ. Only God can heal their land and restore their country the same way God did with his Jewish people. The Lord handed them over to the sins of their idol worshiping but in love He gathered them together and restored their land by teaching them the Truth, and that only He is the giver and sustainer of life. I pray for the safety of your family and that the Holy Spirit continuously fill you all with grace and courage, enabling you all to rescue the lost souls of Nepal in Jesus’ name.

My dear little sister in Christ, I have so much more inspiration on my heart in regard to you. I hope to learn more about you and your story and to be blessed by your experiences– even half way across the world. I hope that you may be blessed richly in your relationship with Jesus Christ, and I pray that I may be of encouragement to you in anyway that I can! I just want to remind you that you are special and that though you are small you have a life changing purpose in God’s plans! I don’t think I would be able to take up the burden the Lord laid upon your life and your family, but know that God has entrusted your family with much and that is reason to rejoice! This letter can’t even begin to cover the amount of admiration I have for you and all that God is doing in your life! I love you so much pen pal, and whenever you may feel down or discouraged, just remember that Jesus loves you soooo much more!

Yours truly,

La Rosa de Saron

God, The Avenger

 

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Can you imagine my delight when I read today that God is an avenger? I totally laughed out loud as I pictured Him fighting alongside with the superheros of the screen. But God is so much more powerful than any Iron Man, Captain America, Thor and that jolly green giant who’s name I can’t remember at the moment– Hulk! haha yea, that guy! Anyway… As I savored this Word for a moment I realized that God is THE Avenger! God is my superhero. “Unless the Lord had given me help, I would soon have dwelt in the silence of death.When I said, ‘My foot is slipping,’your unfailing love, Lord, supported  me.When anxiety was great within me, your consolation brought me joy (Psalm 94:1, 17-19).”

 

Something I have been battling all my life, even as a Christian are the feelings of anxiety and depression. Generally I’m a happy person, but there are times when I get into some serious melancholic mood swings that knock the joy right out of me. If I don’t capture those negative thoughts right away, it could take me days to snap out of the lies that plague my emotions (2 Corinth 10:3-6).

I know that these emotions are dark and they don’t come from God because the Lord is light and He is a God of peace and order. There is no darkness in him! Even so, I am human and prone to attacks of the enemy because the devil knows the desires of my heart. God has given my family the privilege and honor of revealing to us the life, the people, and the family in Christ that await us in our far away promised land.

I’m sure you know the story about the deliverance of the Israelites from Egypt; well God promised to deliver my family from the projects so that we will go out to spread the gospel in other parts of the Latin American world! However, our current circumstances say otherwise. I live in one of the lowest communities in my city. You could find all types of sin that allure the wrong type of people into this neighborhood. I have no friends near me, and those whom my heart love most are in another part of the world; they’re in the promised land. I miss them, and at times I feel lonely, though I know I’m not alone. If we could we’d just pack up and leave, but we can’t. God said He’ll deliver us.

With that being said, the Lord has been speaking to me by different means. It’s funny how the Lord tries to speak to us and we don’t seem to notice, but He always keeps trying until He gets our attention and when He speaks He always sends confirmation through some other way. Sometimes it may it be audibly, through dreams, on drive by bumper stickers, random people, but He always speaks to us and when He does, it always aligns with the Bible.

As God is my Superhero, He will always be there to save me from those rotten feelings. But now God is telling me to change my mentality. If I want to get into the promised land I can’t harden my heart to His voice. That’s why the first generation of Isrealites didn’t get into the promised land. Their minds were still enslaved (Hebrews 3:7-12)!

So I’ve been asking my Superhero to enlighten my eyes. There is a scripture in Jeremiah 6 that says,

“This is what the Lord says:

“‘Stand at the crossroads and look;

ask for the ancient paths,

ask where the good way is, and walk in it,

and you will find rest for your souls.”‘

So I started asking God which way are the ancient paths and which is the good way! You know what He showed me? He said I need to go down the path of joy! I need to praise Him and remember all the awesome things He’s done for me. Praise and joy go hand in hand, because God inhabits in the praises of His people! When we submit to God in this way, the enemy will flee from us and take all his negative thoughts with him.

I also found out that the Apostle Paul felt the same way I do when he wrote to the church in Philippi, but he turned his longing into joy when he wrote to them saying, “I thank my God every time I remember you. In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now, being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus (Philippians 1:3-8).

Paul understood the purpose of his unity with the people he missed. He knew that we all belong to God and it doesn’t matter how far away we may be from our loved ones, we are all united in the same Holy Spirit who is working in each of our lives. Therefore instead of being sad, Paul was filled with joy in knowing that God will complete His purposes in everyone so that we may all glorify the name of Jesus together!

God’s ways are always perfect, and everything he does is good. He reminded me that His thoughts are not my thoughts, neither his ways my ways. When his word goes out from his mouth, it does not return empty to him; it accomplishes what He desires and it always achieves the purpose for which He sent it. So I will go out in joy and be led forth in peace. (Isaiah 55:8-12) Now it’s up to me to walk by faith in these truths! So I will walk with the comfort in knowing that His promises preserve my life.

Therefore, I have no reason to feel sad because my God is so wonderful! He always knows how to handle our troubled hearts and He has everything under control. I feel so loved in knowing that Jesus loves me so much as to not lash out on me when I deserve a V8 to the forehead, hahaha. Jesus is my hero, He’s always there to save me and for that He’s good all the time! I will let His joy be my strength as I sing praises to His name, waiting for His next move! ❤

My herooooo

When God Speaks Audibly

 

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It happens the same way every time. I am least of any to deserve experiences such as these. I fall short of His glory every day and at times my faith falls weak. Sometimes I even stumble to believe, but His grace rises above what I think– even of myself. It’s interesting to me how the Ancient of Days, chooses how and when to speak. Who am I to probe His mind and tell Him how to be? Yet He is gentle, loving and good. He waits for me to come closer as He comes closer to me!

His audible silence to the human ear is never to be mistaken for His absence; His eyes examine the hearts and minds of all people alike. He knows the thoughts of the wicked and laughs at their plans, but He upholds the cause of the righteous, those who claim the name of His Son Jesus Christ.

He is God enthroned above, and I am but a small girl on earth below. Who am I that He should be mindful of me? Yet He hears the nights I cry out and withholds His wrath as He cradles me. I cherish the pages that were inspired by the Holy Spirit, and write those words on the tablets of my heart. I think to myself, “how perfect are each one of His thoughts”.

Then when I least expect it….

It happens the same way every time. While my eyes sleep, my consciousness awakes and my room becomes saturated with His peace. All darkness flees. The atmosphere clears and the heat of His arrival washes over me. He comes to me, opens my ears and then He speaks! Oh how sweet is the Voice of the One who loves me! He always comes to tell me great and unsearchable things I do not know. He comes to kiss the crown of my head as He lovingly reminds me of things once said,

“Don’t you know what I have planned for you? That’s right, you do. So just believe and wait for Me. Renew your mind; wait for Me to move.”

A Vulnerable Heart Can Be Strong Too

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Ya know something? Sometimes being vulnerable is okay. It’s okay to be soft, and its okay to not understand what’s going on. It’s okay not to have everything under control, especially when your circumstances contradict God’s promises for your life; when everything else seems at a loss– If you’re in God’s will, it’s going to be okay. It’s going to be turned around for your good (Romans 8:28-29).

I’m learning that vulnerability is a sign of a softened heart towards God in a hardened world. When we turn to God, he gives us a new heart by turning our heart of stone into a heart of flesh so that we may hear his voice and follow his directions (Ezekiel 36:26). He puts us in situations that will test our faith, so that we will see how much we trust him! The bible says that the testing of our faith produces perseverance and when perseverance finishes its work in us, we will be mature and complete lacking in nothing. So if we persevere in our faith, having stood the test, we will receive a crown of life that the Lord promises to those who love him (James 1:2-4, 12).

So because I love God and am his child, called according to his purpose, I know that he will turn everything around for my good. What he began in my life he will finish it!

So then, considering it pure joy I undergo these trials! Joy is something completely different than what is known as happiness. The bible says that the joy of the Lord is our strength (Nehemiah 8:10). Joy rises above the circumstances, it gives strength to our bones and gives us a reason to smile because we know that God is in control. Joy is faith in God knowing that even though the roof of my house may be crumbling to pieces, I know, that I know, that I know that God will provide. Happiness on the other hand is fleeting and it is easily influenced by our current situations. It’s so easy to give in to the hopelessness that may surround us at the moment, but the eyes of faith see the Light of Christ farther up ahead. For though “My flesh and my heart may fail, God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever” (Psalm 73:26). 

Furthermore, I’ve been meditating on how godliness with contentment is great gain (1 Timothy 6:6). At a time when false teachers were rampant, distorting the sound doctrine of Jesus Christ for the profit of their personal financial gain, Paul wrote to Timothy to hold fast to the faith! Contentment is defined as ‘a state of satisfaction’ and our godliness is found in the righteousness of Jesus Christ. The word of God gives us hope in knowing that whatever we go through now doesn’t compare to the eternal joy that awaits us in heaven. If we hold fast to the truth, and understand that we didn’t bring anything into this world and we can’t take anything it out of it, we will learn to be thankful to God for all of our blessings, even if they are just food and clothing (1 Timothy 6:3-12).

“For I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what is is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all things through him who gives me strength (Philippians 4:11-13).”

So if I persevere in my faith by holding fast to the sound truth in Jesus and if I seek godliness and contentment in the Lord but my heart is still uneasy– I think to myself, “what am I still lacking? What else do I need to do? Why is my heart still troubled?”

I have to tell you that I reread 1 John 3:19-24 a few times to understand the root of my problem. I like the NET translation when it says in verse 20, “Even if we feel guilty, we know that God is greater than our feelings, and he knows everything.” This guilt, or condemnation that makes our hearts feel so uneasy does not come from the Lord but it comes from our sin when we fail to trust in him (Romans 8:1-4). When we really trust in Jesus “we don’t feel guilty and we can come to God with bold confidence. And we will receive from him whatever we ask because we obey him and do the things that please him.” The only thing that God asks from us in our vulnerability is to believe in the name of his Son Jesus and to love one another (verse 23). Maybe now you can see why I had to reread it a few times… There is nothing I can do but accept God’s grace! I only need to let go and believe that God knows what he’s doing and that he will do the impossible in his perfect timing (Luke 18:27).

I chuckle to myself when I think of how much of a knucklehead I am when Jesus so patiently reminds me again and again by whispering into my spirit that he’s got it all under control. I can’t tell you how many times he’s told me, “Now you don’t realize what I am doing, but later you will (John 13:7).” And I’m like, “haha okay Jesus, you know!

This is when I take a deep sigh and say to the Lord, “Okay God, I surrender. As long as I’m vulnerable and walking in your will I’m safe in your hands. Lord Jesus, forgive me for my sins of not trusting you; take up my heavy load as I yoke myself to you. Fill me with your joy so that I may be strong as I continue to take up my cross and follow you. You are my guide Lord, and the journey isn’t over yet. It’s all going to be okay even if it doesn’t seem that way right now. I will be still in my soul knowing that you are God, able to do the impossible. I love you so much Jesus, and thank you for your patience with me. Glorify yourself in my life. In Jesus’ name I pray, amen.”

My Friend.

 

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If I could see myself

As someone else looking

From the outside in:

I would be her friend

& help her search within.

I would cradle her in my arms

& caress her hair until she falls asleep.

I would remind her

How special she is

& how His strength

Has made her lovely.

I’d say, “Darling, your life is only beginning,

& God already knows His plans for you inside and out.

Just be patient my sweet; trust in Him because He has it all figured out.

Your Father takes you by the hand,

& honestly, He loves you

more than you could ever

understand.”

Then I’d kiss away the tears

That roll down her rosy cheeks,

& simply wipe them away

With a tender sweep.

I’d finally tuck her in, & bless her

With a good night of peace.

Saying:

“Dream many dreams,

As sweet as can be.

For they are all yours

In Father God’s perfect timing.”

Late Bloomer

 

 

She was a late bloomer,
not realizing her beauty and her worth.
So she closed up her petals thinking she was too common,
“of course”.
But it wasn’t until the Gardner of love planted her into His Garden,
That He spoke to her words of promise,
and tended her with delight… There He strengthened her roots and healed her wilted life.
Her petals began to open,
She began to blossom and bloom.
She filled His garden with sweet incense
A type that no other flower could produce.
How gentle is the hand that tends her,
The one who keeps her and sustains her.
The unique flower he finds so special,
was only just a late bloomer.

Mmm What’s Cookin’?

 

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I would like to share with you a wise old saying that my dad frequently says:

“Solo el cocinero sabe lo que hay en la olla.” Translation: “Only the cook knows what’s in the pot.”

So much truth!

In this digital age it’s so easy to share our lives away with one click. A ‘like’ is golden and the perfect filter masks reality. This makes it so easy for anyone to share their good times on social media. Those times when everyone always looks so hunky-dory in their photo albums and videos, with their big ol’ happy family, full of great times and fun activities. But who’s to say what the life of that family is really like behind closed doors? Who’s to say what hard times they might be facing? Who’s to say that everything is okay? And who’s to say that that smiling individual surrounded by loved ones isn’t suffering internally?

It’s so easy to assume that everyone else has a better life than you when you start comparing your life to what you assume is the perfect life of another. It’s so easy to judge what you don’t understand, when in reality you don’t know the struggle that might be building up behind the walls of that family or individual that are being broken down… Where are you when they close the door, lock up their homes, shut the curtains and go to bed? Do you feel the tension released once strained smiles turn into flying fists and insulting shouts? Do you see the hidden tears of the one who cries them self to sleep? Honestly, sometimes I ask myself, “If walls, pillows and blankets could talk, what untold stories could they reveal?”

It’s taken me a while to learn this, and to understand the sin of coveting. I’ve had to ask God for forgiveness many times when I see people who look so happy that I desire a relationship, family, friends (or insert whatever else) like theirs, and then I’m so surprised to I find out that it all fell apart a short time later.

I’ve been there, I get it. I do it too. We only want people to see as much as we let them; but not everything that glitters is gold.

Only God knows the struggle each of us fights every day. Everyone’s fight is different, and everyone is vulnerable to some extent. Some are better at hiding their pain than others, but we’re all fighting something.

There are those who fight all their life, get tired of the fight and quit. There are others who are surrounded, trying to seek help to no avail but choose to keep going no matter how tired they feel. They’re the ones who are changed by the fight. They might choose to use the fight as leverage to push through the opposition the best way they know how but in the end become hardened. And there are the other fighters who end up taking sides with the opposition, becoming the very thing they were fighting against. Then there are those who fight with Jesus on their side.

My God, I can’t tell you how many times, I’ve been beat up, slung down, sucker punched, broken and bruised again and again. I went through depression, self hate, I attempted to self-harm a few times and even contemplated suicide. I was always the one that my friends went to for advice, but I never had anyone to really pour out my heart to. I would bottle it all up inside because I felt that no one cared or that I would only burden those I love. I felt that no one would really understand. So those times, at night when I was blanketed by the darkness of my room, I let it all out. There were so many times that I literally kicked and screamed into my pillow and would pass out from the pain in my heart. Sleep was my best friend, and the morning would be a sour welcome.

You’d probably be surprised to know that all this continued even after I came to know Jesus.

I’ve found that in the midst of my fight I felt like I would never get to the other side. I thought of myself to be the weakest, most pathetic excuse for a human being. No one was there to love me the way I needed, to hear me out, or comfort me. I really do know what it means to “feel” lonely.

It wasn’t until I started to find refuge in the Word of God that I felt like someone really understood me for the first time. David’s prayer in Psalms 25 couldn’t have expressed my feelings better when he cried out to God saying,

“Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted. Relieve the troubles of my heart and free me from my anguish. Look on my affliction and my distress and take away all my sins.”

Then the Lord would surprise me when he’d reply to my mourning with something like this:

“He will not always accuse, nor will he harbor his anger forever; he does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities. For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his love for those who fear him, as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us. As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him; for he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust. (Psalm 103:9-14).

I’d find pure tenderness in the words of Jesus inviting me to come closer to him with promises of relief saying,

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

I found strength to soar above it all with wings like eagles in Isaiah 40:31. As I began to trust God more and more, his grace through Jesus Christ became my backbone (2 Corinthians 12:8-10). I gained confidence in knowing that nothing could tear me away from God’s love (Romans 8:35-39), and I learned that though the blood of Jesus is priceless, he liberally poured it all out for my sake (1 Peter 1:18-20, Romans 5:6-8).

Now I’m confident that I’m not alone when I cry- because I still do- cry that is. But I cry in the presence of God. When no one else is around to love on me, I pour out my heart to him. I feel when his presence begins to manifest itself within the privacy of my bedroom, into the warmest embrace I could ever receive from anyone. When I talk to God, I tell him everything! Just like I would tell anyone of my girl friends; He hears me. I know he does because “I love the Lord, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy. Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on him as long as I live (Psalm 116:1-2)…

My friends, it truly hurts me to see when others are suffering. It hurts me to see when people post happy pictures, but the next minute they’re statuses are contradicting. It hurts me to look into the eyes of someone who is silently miserable but they’re trying to hold it together with their own feeble human strength. If it hurts me, imagine how Jesus must feel when he sees it.. Because of that, I no longer covet what other people have, neither do I judge based on their successes or failures, because only the cook knows what’s in the pot…

I want anyone to know, that if they are reading this that there is SomeOne who loves you far more than you could ever humanly comprehend. There is hope in Jesus for whatever it is that you may be going through. He will bring you through the tough times, because he is faithful even when we stubbornly try to take care of things on our own. Don’t push him away, give him a chance. Let his grace flow through your life. If you do know him, remember to praise him when things are good! And when you see others who are low, instead of pointing fingers, lift them up because you were once in the same position or may find yourself there along the way too.