Yesterday, I looked up and I wondered, how can the sun continue to shine? On this day when darkness visited the young and defenseless, how can our star stand bright and continue to spill light? Should she not bow her head and weep with the mothers and fathers that are left to carry on under her rays, to carry on alone, should she not hang her head and lament with us. And I wonder again, how does the world turn and the sun burn when mammas spill tears over their empty arms.
And then He whispers, He reminds, that as surely as the arching of color splashes a reminder across the sky that the flood waters will never rise and wash all away, never again; the colors tell a tale of testament. So, too, stands the sun, she tells of the promise that not only does our star sun shine on, but our Savior Son shines on and on ... "and the light shines in the darkness and the darkness has never overcome it." (John 1:5)
Lest we never forget. The Light will never be overcome by the darkness.
Speak these words of Life and Truth into your heart and into your home and over children ... We must never forget even when our hearts are heavy thick and tears spill over and the house is quiet, quiet because we do not know, we do not fathom, how one can do such a thing. As mothers and fathers, as those made in His image, the throat stands tight and throbbing and we see little faces everywhere and we ask again, why? ... how?
We must not forgot that our enemy wages a war against us and the war rages on whether we choose to engage or not, the war will rage on and on until the final hour has come ~ "So then the dragon was furious at the woman, and he went away to wage war on the remainder of her descendants who obey God's commandments and who have the testimony of Jesus Christ." (Revelation 12:17)
So let us gather together and stand shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand as the army of Light was intended to stand and fight this war that lays before us with the weapons that He has imparted to us (Ephesians 6). It is our call, our purpose, we must fulfill it, far too much is at stake.
We stand with heavy hearts but we stand just the same, we stand with tears in our eyes but we stand bathed in His light. And we fight battle after horrific battle in a war that was already won, so we stand victorious as His adopted sons and daughters. And yes, He is victorious, even yesterday, for He is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow.
The pain is unreal, the loss of a child, but it is a pain that He understands ~ for once upon a time He lost a Child too.
So, again I rise on weary legs and my sad sick heart beats out questions of why? and what now? and when will it all end? and today He does not ask me to race this painful race, today He simply picks me up and we carry on as a child of God and Abba Father together, and we race home. A home where there are no tears and children's laughter rings unended and moms and dads weep no more ~ to this, He carries me home.
And then He whispers, He reminds, that as surely as the arching of color splashes a reminder across the sky that the flood waters will never rise and wash all away, never again; the colors tell a tale of testament. So, too, stands the sun, she tells of the promise that not only does our star sun shine on, but our Savior Son shines on and on ... "and the light shines in the darkness and the darkness has never overcome it." (John 1:5)
Lest we never forget. The Light will never be overcome by the darkness.
Speak these words of Life and Truth into your heart and into your home and over children ... We must never forget even when our hearts are heavy thick and tears spill over and the house is quiet, quiet because we do not know, we do not fathom, how one can do such a thing. As mothers and fathers, as those made in His image, the throat stands tight and throbbing and we see little faces everywhere and we ask again, why? ... how?
We must not forgot that our enemy wages a war against us and the war rages on whether we choose to engage or not, the war will rage on and on until the final hour has come ~ "So then the dragon was furious at the woman, and he went away to wage war on the remainder of her descendants who obey God's commandments and who have the testimony of Jesus Christ." (Revelation 12:17)
So let us gather together and stand shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand as the army of Light was intended to stand and fight this war that lays before us with the weapons that He has imparted to us (Ephesians 6). It is our call, our purpose, we must fulfill it, far too much is at stake.
We stand with heavy hearts but we stand just the same, we stand with tears in our eyes but we stand bathed in His light. And we fight battle after horrific battle in a war that was already won, so we stand victorious as His adopted sons and daughters. And yes, He is victorious, even yesterday, for He is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow.
The pain is unreal, the loss of a child, but it is a pain that He understands ~ for once upon a time He lost a Child too.
So, again I rise on weary legs and my sad sick heart beats out questions of why? and what now? and when will it all end? and today He does not ask me to race this painful race, today He simply picks me up and we carry on as a child of God and Abba Father together, and we race home. A home where there are no tears and children's laughter rings unended and moms and dads weep no more ~ to this, He carries me home.
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