"In Quietness and trust is your strength:"
Isiah 30:15
When quiet days come, as they sometimes do,
and life's busy pace slows down for you.
Just remember that rests are needed to beat
the rhythm that makes life's song complete.
Just what I needed to remind me I have today.
Quiet days are hard for me to come by.
I want to be busy, keep my hands busy and my mind stays still.
As I drove home last night, I heard the song that makes me miss my
loved ones.
I left a little 7 year old girl with tears welling up in Big Beautiful Blue Eyes.. Kiara never wants me to go, Cay sat down with his book and had his hurt face on, I did get my hugs and kisses and I miss them too, tears were on the edge of spilling at many times as I drove away. I even drove back by to be sure their Dad or Mom was there. (They have a 14 year old brother watching them but I had a 3 hour drive ahead and it was time to get on the road.)
The Hurt and The Healer By Mercy Me
Why?
The question that is never far away
The healing doesn't come from the explained
Jesus please don't let this go in vain
You're all I have
All that remains
So here I am
What's left of me
Where glory meets my suffering
I'm alive
Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
I've fallen into Your arms open wide
When the hurt and the healer collide
Breathe
Sometimes I feel it's all that I can do
Pain so deep that I can hardly move
Just keep my eyes completely fixed on You
Lord take hold and pull me through
So here I am
What's left of me
Where glory meets my suffering
The question that is never far away
The healing doesn't come from the explained
Jesus please don't let this go in vain
You're all I have
All that remains
So here I am
What's left of me
Where glory meets my suffering
I'm alive
Even though a part of me has died
You take my heart and breathe it back to life
I've fallen into Your arms open wide
When the hurt and the healer collide
Breathe
Sometimes I feel it's all that I can do
Pain so deep that I can hardly move
Just keep my eyes completely fixed on You
Lord take hold and pull me through
So here I am
What's left of me
Where glory meets my suffering
There are days when all we need is a gentle hand pulling us through.
I have experienced that hand so many times this year.
Life has been good to me and I Praise God for his glory.
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1 comment:
Can not WAIT to see pics of their room!
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