Archive | December 2016

To lighten your darkness…

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How dark is your night? What wakes you up with tear-drenched eyes? What throbbing ache lies in your soul that you cannot heal?

I’ll share just a bit of mine. This weekend.

We packed up four walls of beautiful and heart-rending memories.

Too soon.

Just like the beautiful soul that lived there — beloved, beautiful wife, sweet mommy of littles, kindest sister, best friend to many.

Aged thirty-three.

Four walls of heart-rending pain. Cancer, you evil monster from the pit!

Four walls of sparkling, soul-tickling laughter.

Four walls of caring and generosity.

Four walls of faithful, priceless love.

When you lose love like that, it’s like losing the Hope Diamond.

This packing was a ritual I needed to be part of. Four-plus years of traveling back and forth to this place, this crucible of suffering and beauty. These people I love so dearly.

It’s a tiny place in the city.

My sis went home to her Father in heaven, the only Father she ever really knew, while her husband, my brother, was remodeling her dream home in the country.

She made him promise to finish it. Soon.

She wanted her husband and babies to have that happy place in the country.

Away from the harsh city lights and sounds. The scream of sirens and tormented souls.

Away from the careless neighbors whose throbbing music kept her awake when her body needed rest to heal.

On those sleepless nights she would organize. Make things better for her family. Plan surprises. A light in the darkness! Her light was a small, lovely reflection of the LIGHT of the world.

Jesus says, I am the Light of the world. He who follows me will not walk in darkness, but have the Light of life.

This is why I get up in the morning.

Even though the darkness of grief. Even with the downward spiral of my husband’s health.

When I grope for hope in the darkness, Jesus lights my path.

I’m not hiding from His light.

But how do I manage to see it through the thick darkness? I open His Word, and His light always finds me.

My daughter and I have a nightly ritual. I read to her. God’s Word shines at the end of the day.

My goal is to shine the Light in her life as she learns the darkness of this world.

It’s out to suck her under. To teach her lies. To tangle her feet in its’ hopeless web.

I want her to recognize darkness for what it is — a plot of the Father of Lies to take her to his cruel, eternal, dark kingdom of unquenchable torments.

You don’t want any part of that darkness. I don’t.

If it’s too hard to even lift your head to the Light at this moment, keep reading. Please!

Let’s talk. This life of suffering was never meant to be a solo journey.

There are parts of your journey through darkness I may never understand.

But the One who made you knows you perfectly!

He wanted you to read these words about Him today. As God become flesh, He can fathom the depths of your pain like no other living creature can. Isaiah 53 says He has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows.

I will pray for you if you post in the comments below.

My prayers will be like a tiny, flickering candle in a huge cavern.  Still, the Father knows your name and will hear the cries of this little candle.

Let the Light of the world shine in your soul.

John 8:12English Standard Version (ESV)

I Am the Light of the World
12 Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.”

His mercies and compassions will amaze you and the darkness will begin to fade. Please let me pray. Post below to let me know you want prayer.

Be called trees of righteousness…

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…that He might be glorified. Is. 61:3

Read Isaiah 61. Then hop over to Luke 4. Read the whole drama, and wonder at the roller coaster events of forty-plus days in Jesus’ life. Being tempted by the devil himself. Preaching in synagogues, “being glorified by all” as his popularity increased. Then reading the Scripture from Isaiah 61 in his hometown synagogue (a.k.a, church) and speaking the truth to them boldly and plainly, 

“This day is this scripture fulfilled in your ears.” Luke 4:21. Wait a minute, they responded, basically, we know this guy. He’s the son of Joseph the carpenter.

When Jesus chided them for their lack of faith, their outrage caused them to collectively attempt to throw him over a cliff for alleged blasphemy. All in a day’s work for Jesus who calmly escaped and continued his life’s calling and mission stated so clearly in Isaiah 61!

Mission statement of Jesus’ first coming :

“The Spirit of the Lord is upon me;

 because the LORD has anointed me

to preach good tidings unto the meek;

he sent me to bind up the broken-hearted,

to proclaim liberty unto the captives,

and the opening of prison

to them that are bound;

to proclaim the acceptable year of the LORD.”

Over and over we see the compassion of Christ for the downcast of society, the poor, the sick, and the disabled.

Like the sad “untouchables” of India, those with leprosy in that day lived in quarantined colonies outside the cities and villages, the poorest of the poor. Jesus physically touched and healed lepers.

He raised the dead. He walked with the lowly and hurting.

“To comfort all that mourn;

to appoint unto them that mourn in Zion,

to give unto them beauty for ashes,

the oil of joy for mourning,

the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness;

that they might be called the trees of righteousness,

the planting of the LORD, that He might be glorified.” Is. 61:3

You and I, fellow caregiver, we need to fall at Jesus’ feet. His end goal for us is beautiful. Trees of righteousness. Comfort. Joy. Praise. That’s where I want to be.

Like me, you may be mourning and broken-hearted by the devastation of chronic illness. Pain. Suffering. It’s inescapable. But the journey does not have to end there.

Jesus clearly told his fellow Jews, I am He.

I am the promised Messiah.

I have come to be the Light in this dark world.

I am the Bread of life.

I am the Living Water. My healing from sin and brokenness is eternal.

Is Jesus your beauty, comfort, and joy today?

I know I needed this.

It’s so easy to get sucked under by the constant onslaught of illness and negativity.

You and I — let’s be beautiful trees of righteousness.

That’s my prayer today. Help me, Lord, to be like Jesus. Help me to  love righteousness. To love what is right. Help me to have your compassion. #brokenservingbroken