Listening with Love

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So many hurting people, so much overwhelming sense of “what can I do?”  My heart has been aching for those people I will maybe never know who are hurting, right now, in some way that I don’t know.  I want to help.  I am praying, I am crying out to God to touch them in the way that only He can.  I am asking Him to help me not to judge, only to love.  Not to give hurting people clichéd, tired answers to their problems, but just to listen, to put a hand on theirs.  Because we all have been sad, we’ve all been hurt, we all need help.  If you’re hurting today, please know that even though I may not know you, I’m praying for you.  If you want to write, I’ll write back.  Love, Lisa

  “The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart and saves such as have a broken spirit. Many are the afflictions of the righteous, But the Lord delivers him from them all.” ~Psalm 34:18

“I have found the paradox,
that if you love until it hurts,
there can be no more hurt, only more love.”
~Mother Teresa

 

 

Things We Can’t Know

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There are things in this life we cannot know.  We can sometimes sense them lingering out of reach, yet near. Like these small homes off in the distance in the picture.  We can’t know what’s going on inside these homes, what the people are doing, saying, thinking. Whether they’re at peace or not. But God knows these things.   It comes down to faith, trust, belief in Someone greater.  He holds the answers, He knows the way it will work, He cares for us enough to give the greatest good in the end.  And it won’t just be a pretty picture….it will be the perfect picture.  Blessings, Lisa     “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” ~Romans 8:28

Green and White and Blue

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God sure knew what He was doing when He put green, white, and blue together in the world.  Tranquil, peaceful, beautiful, thought-provoking, perfect.  Green grass, leaves, trees, newness, life.  White puffy clouds that make endless pictures for the imagination, a bed of softness.  Blue waters that lie still or rage deeply.  That’s our God…the Master of awesomeness.  🙂  Blessings today, Lisa