As summer winds down, and many have or are heading back to school, we thought we would honor all the “learning” that many will be embarking upon – by pulling “Train” from the #WorthyThoughts archives.
with an issue of blood
You have read about me
in the bible pages
Let me tell you my story
of finding my healing
at the feet of the
Giver of Life
I had an issue
with my blood
for 12 years
Don’t we all have our issues?
Our pain, fears and hurts
that we never deal with
We just hide it under a pile of smiles
Put on our masks and off we go
We don’t have time to deal
with heart issues
We push it to the side
Replace it with our “drugs”
There’s no time for healing
we have a role to play
We put on our bling
and off we go
Further and further away
from the One
we need most
We go through life
trying to make the best
of our circumstances
Trying to impress people
who really don’t care
While He lingers
in the background
Trying hard to
catch our attention
Then one day we see
the reflection of our demons
in the next generation
We didn’t want to eliminate them
Now they’re staring us in the face
Like me at the beginning
I did try to find my healing
Looking back now
it was at all the wrong places
My issues got bigger
The drugs that were my safe place
Could not numb my pain any longer
No one could help me
my condition got worse
The shame was too much to deal with
I couldn’t stand the whispers
I was alone many days and nights
With my mind a battleground
Would anyone come to my rescue?
Would a new day dawn over my shame?
Would I ever be free from these demons haunting me?
I didn’t know it would come to this
Where all my options would run out
No one to turn to
Today I know it was
a setup from God
All along He waited for me
to search for Him
Just when I wanted to give up
I heard about this Jesus
coming to our town
Who raised the dead
and healed the sick
Who loves on the broken
and wayward ones
Whose love for us is
stronger than death itself
I had to find my way
through the crowd
There were many others like me
but they weren’t nearly as desperate as me
I knew I had to be relentless in pursuing Him
What did I have to lose anyway?
The stares, the sighs, the voices
could not stop me
I had to press through
and touch Him
For too long I listened to voices
leading me further away from Him
I had to come to the end of myself
Desperation birthed in me
a hunger to know this Jesus intimately
When I touched the hem of His garment
He touched me in ways
I have never imagined
For the first time I experienced
what the word “love” really meant
When I touched Him
my shame disappeared
His love raced through my body
Filling every crack with His liquid love
In an instant I was made whole
He restored not only my body
but every corner of my broken heart
I could not go back wearing my mask
after experiencing His extravagant love
I would encourage you
to hunger and thirst after
an encounter with Jesus
He will show Himself faithful
in your deepest pain and shame
Ask His daughter’s all over the earth
how one encounter in His presence
can change your life forever
~ Ebigale Wilson
We Decree Shalom
I always thought Shalom simply just meant Peace-but it means so much more than Peace.
Turn up the volume and find out for yourself.
A great song-Enjoy!
~XXOO Michelle Bollom
Agree with God, and be at peace; thereby good will come to you. Receive instruction from his mouth, and lay up his words in your heart. ~Job 22:21-22 ESV
When you approach Him, He will listen; you will make good on your promises to Him. You will pronounce something to be, and He will make it so; light will break out across all of your paths. ~ Job 22:27-28 VOICE
It may not be a part of your plan-But you’re in the palm of My hands – I got you! -God
One of my favorites is 1 Peter 5:10 in the Amplified Translation.
After you have suffered for a little while, the God of all grace who imparts His blessing and favor, who called you to His own eternal glory in Christ, will Himself complete, confirm, strengthen, and establish you making you what you ought to be.
Rioters, let us not assume that any choice was easy for Robert E. Lee, or that he had our benefit of history on which to reflect. He did not like slavery, if you’ll read the account of his life, but said, “I will not draw my sword against Virginia.” He was a man torn by the choice he had to make.
No one I know loves the pain in our country’s past. Maybe we should redefine what statues are for, to remind us of how far we have come as a people, and to see it as a scar on the skin of our history.
Let’s heal the wound and leave the scar, to remind us of the pain, and to commit ourselves to healing. Just as edges of a wound bind one to the other, let’s see ourselves as humans first, and reach across the wound and grab those on the other side.
If in death we would accept the donated heart of another race to save our own life, let us accept it while it still beats in our neighbor.
Stop hating. Start healing.
~ Alane Bertrand-Roberts
A happy heart is like good medicine, but a broken spirit drains your strength. -Proverbs 17:22 NCV
Laughter makes us feel wonderful all over.
The medicine community and spiritual community are in agreement about the value of laughter. Just like a good feeling after a workout, we have laugh muscles (fifteen to be exact) that get involved when we laugh.
We change physiologically when we laugh.
We stretch muscles throughout our face and body, our pulse and blood pressure go up, and we breathe faster, sending more oxygen to our tissues and boost immune cells to our bodies.
It is Biblical if you continually sustain laughter in your life, it will keep your heart healthy and happy.
Then they were filled with laughter, and we sang happy songs. Then the other nations said, The Lord has done great things for them. The Lord has done great things for us, and we are very glad. -Psalm 122:2-3 NCV
~ Angela Lipe-Pattengill
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~ XXOO Michelle Bollom
The Lord is good all of the time. I had an encounter with a young man on a plane last week. We were strangers, yet we had something in common. We both had a past life of hurts and the produced scarred relationships. Our conversation was short but it was meaningful.
God’s presence was vibrant in that place.
He wanted this young man to understand there was more to life than the restrictions pain left him in. He used me that day to offer a message of hope, a message of thankfulness. I may never see him again and that’s okay because God is with him. He never left him. A seed was planted and I pray this young mans heart is open to the freedom that awaits him. God’s love endures forever and I offer thanks for the mercy of goodness that dwells in the father who awaits us all.
Lord, I thank you for all that you are, all that you have been, and for what you will always be. ~ You are the goodness we all search for ~ May we find it in you only, amen.
Baring His Beauty,