Still hurts like hell

Nothing about this process of healing is something I can anticipate.  Every twinge of throat scraping reality hits anytime any place when I'm least expecting to lose my guard.  My guard.  I have never had the capacity to do all things motherhood while deeply feeling so cripple.  Is this considered denial?   But God...

"We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves."

2 Corinthians 4:7

For added rest

Disfigured

Recently I've been feeling misplaced, uncomfortable in my own skin, disfigured.  What I knew and what I thought I knew has altogether become a feeling of being lost in my physical world.  Sounds pretty intense I guess but I'm never sold on the absolute temptation of those feelings. 

I'm not sold because of this:

2 Corinthians 5:1 For we know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands.

My personal mantra: "This is not my

home, this is not my home..."

My physical heart beats for these lives:

They are the greatest call to my faith and willingness to stand against the strongest waves of earthly disillusion.  I imagine they themselves will inflict a great sense of disillusion and I will disillusion them with my human incapacity.  

But God...

"For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord."

Romans 8:38-39

Amen

Art Journey

Current creative musings...

Joys and Healing

It's been a season of changes since this little one arrived.  Eli Raynor my high warrior is so tender toward his momma.  I won't be anxious to see this one grow up.  What a joy to my cast down heart.  I love you boy and so do your brother and sisters

These Gals

It is an incredible thing to realize how long and through what trials we can remain connected with people.  The faces in this photo represent a great deal of life endurance and journey through spiritual growth some yet to be discovered.  I am eternally grateful to friends who have walked through bitter moments with me and made courageous statements to help me see the Lord's mercy in spite of all things appearing grim.  Chosing honesty over personal comfort.  Applying love and care where it has been neglected.  Nurturing one another through fellowship in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.  Remembering who we were and who we are transforming into through God's grace.  These journeys are hardly concluded.  I love you gals, stay close.