I am here

Today we're blessed by a beautiful cameo from a great friend of mine. SereneChaos brings us the following:

I am here

I know you feel deserted
and your pain is hard to bare,
that the more you look
the less you see
a loved one who may care.
although your heart is breaking
as you wipe away a tear
remember while you feel this way,
beloved, I am here!

although your very instinct
is to drive me far from you,
though scolding words are what you say
when you know not what to do,
while your heart and soul are screaming
at the thought of being here,
even though you cannot see me,
beloved, I am near.

so break down;
fall apart for now.
scream at me if you will.
I know you cannot understand
the reason for this all.
and when this pain is over
you may feel you’ve all but died,
You’d be surprised to know,
beloved,
I never left your side!

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In our darkest times, when God feels too far away, those are often when He is holding us tightest. Our pain is just too much to feel his gentle, loving touch.

Who will be strong for me?

My soul feels like it is out of breath. I struggle to find meaningful words to share with you and even with myself.

My savior for today comes in the form of one of my followers. Serene Chaos brings us this beautiful cameo post:



She was sitting up in bed, her knees pulled up under her chin. The morning sun was playfully bouncing off objects in the guest bedroom of her friend’s house. It was a beautiful morning – but the beauty was lost to her. She sighed like an old woman.

She allowed the past few days to replay in her mind, like her own private movie screening - the result was anything but a standing ovation! She felt a physical pain in her chest as she swallowed back what might have been tears, but there were none left. She felt so lost. Where to go from here? Everything she knew and trusted was stripped from her in an instant.

She was so tired! It was a fatigue that stretched further than mere flesh and bone, but reached into the innermost corners of her soul to leave its mark: a feeling so heavy that opening her eyes was a burden. She realised that she couldn’t pretend to be okay this time. The pain was too much! She sighed: “I can’t do this anymore. Who will be strong for me?”

A knock at the door made her look up. “Yes?” The next moment her friend was standing in the doorway with a cup of steaming hot coffee. Her friendly smile did not hide the concern that was etched on her face, but for an instant, the burden seemed to lift. “Thank you…” Her friend smiled again. “Take all the time you need, and whenever you’re ready, I’ll be right outside that door if you need to talk.”

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Sometimes we feel so much pain that we fail to see the ones knocking at our hearts. If we allow them to help, they can make the burden easier to carry.

save me

Gather around boys and girls, for today we have a guest appearance on my blog. LazyKing from Bored... Get unbored brings us the following...


This is the story about a young man named Eric...

Everything in Eric's life was going really well. His character spoke of power and grace. He did well to hide his flaws, and made friends wherever his feet led him. He is the type of guy you want to have as a brother… a friend… a lover.

One day after work, Eric took stock of his life. He noticed something was slowly changing; he was starting to lose his "magic". Life wasn't treating him as well as before. His friends joked about it and called it "bad luck". Still Eric didn't stop being optimistic and kept smiling. Unfortunately that "bad luck" continued. In a few years time, it turned into something worse. All aspects of his life seemed to turn to ruins. He lost his confidence, self-esteem and values. Everything that he worked so hard for was wiped out. His attempts to make things better failed miserably each time. Meanwhile, he became used to his "bad luck". He’s not even surprised anymore when something bad happens to him.

Eric's family has grown very concerned about him. He tries to hide the truth and tell them that he’s ok, but they see through it. He’s thought about giving up but that will hurt everyone that loves him. So Eric finally decided to go to a psychologist. He shares his life story while lying on the comfy couch. He believes he can be fine again, he just needs to hear the right words to help him believe in himself and in the future. He believes there is a magical combination of words that will throw a switch deep inside his soul… and turn him on again. Looking for answers he stares into the shrink's eyes… “What are those words?”

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If you were the psychologist what would you say to Eric?