We pray for blessings, We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things
We pray for wisdom, Your voice to hear
We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plead
And long that we'd have faith to believe
When friends betray us, When darkness seems to win
We know the pain reminds this heart that this is not our home
What if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
And what if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if my greatest disappointments or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
And what if trials of this life: The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are Your mercies in disguise
"Once the call of God comes to you, start going and never stop." - Oswald Chambers
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Fairy Tales < Reality
We all remember the bedtime stories of our childhoods.
The shoe fits Cinderella... The frog turns into a prince... Sleeping Beauty is awakened with a kiss.... Once upon a time.... And then they lived happily every after.
Fairy tales. The stuff of dreams. The problem is, fairy tales don’t come true.
It’s the other stories. The ones that begin with dark and stormy nights and end in the unspeakable. It’s the nightmares that always seem to become reality.
The person that invented the phrase “Happily ever after,” should have his ass kicked – so hard.
Once upon a time... Happily ever after....
The stories we tell are the stuff of dreams. Fairy tales don’t come true. Reality is much stormier, much murkier, much scarier.
Reality. It’s so much more interesting than living happily ever after.
The shoe fits Cinderella... The frog turns into a prince... Sleeping Beauty is awakened with a kiss.... Once upon a time.... And then they lived happily every after.
Fairy tales. The stuff of dreams. The problem is, fairy tales don’t come true.
It’s the other stories. The ones that begin with dark and stormy nights and end in the unspeakable. It’s the nightmares that always seem to become reality.
The person that invented the phrase “Happily ever after,” should have his ass kicked – so hard.
Once upon a time... Happily ever after....
The stories we tell are the stuff of dreams. Fairy tales don’t come true. Reality is much stormier, much murkier, much scarier.
Reality. It’s so much more interesting than living happily ever after.
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