Saturday, January 16, 2010

the Shepherd never fails....

Shepherd, I have only words of anger and heartbreak andI can shout them on paper orwith trouble tell mom, but no one understands like you.  I am told you understand each and every feeling and you know how to feel and truly know.

Like a cup of hot coffee balanced on an open door, one movement closed or open will knock it off.
It will burn, break the cup, either way make a mess.  Gather the mess my Shepherd as I slam the door closed, I no longer want to even think of the rejection of Steve and Heidi, not just yesterday and today but one that has been enlarging over the last several years, that I discused with mum earlier.
You know.  How can this ocean of feeling be reduced to 2 words..YOU KNOW.

"Oh God, I know, it’s so much more than I can dream It’s far beyond anything I can conceive So God, You know, I’m trusting You . . . . . . .
in my mind’s eye I can see a place

Where Your glory fills every empty space . . . . . . . Every lonely heart finds their one true love, And there’s no more goodbye, And no more not enough, And there’s no more enemy...no more... . . . . "

Wardle wrote it: "God's compassion for the emotionally broken . . . ".
Jesus, the man, my Shepherd who hold's me tight in his arms, "bears my sin and carries my griefs and sorrows."
". . .  in the hands of God, the object of one's great pain can become the source of one's greatest blessing."

It seems so preposterously impossible that anyone could take rejection and turn it into any type of blessing.  But Shepherd, here, I give to you the sorrow, the pain of rejection, the hantred and anger I feel toward steve and heidi. . . they are the docal point right now.  I just need to give the burden away and you are the only one who can make anything of this deep pain and sorrow.



Love is not proud

Love does not boast
Love after all
Matters the most

Love does not run
Love does not hide
Love does not keep
Locked inside

Love is the river that flows through
Love never fails you

Love will sustain
Love will provide
Love will not cease
At the end of time

Love will protect
Love always hopes
Love still believes
When you don't
Love is the arms that are holding you
Love never fails you

When my heart won't make a sound
When I can't turn back around
When the sky is falling down
Nothing is greater than this
Greater than this

Love is right here
Love is alive
Love is the way
The truth the life

Love is the river that flows through
Love is the arms that are holding you
Love is the place you will fly to
Love never fails you

. . . .Brandon Heath


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