Diary? Nothing that I wouldn't tell a client. Not everything that is written pertains to me or my life.
The things I see, hear...the people I talk to, all influence or impact my thoughts. Just saying!

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Raindrops

As I listen to the rain and thunder outside, I think of these words that seem to fit today so well:
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

Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
And 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 plea
And long that we'd have faith to believe

Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
And what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise

When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know the pain reminds this heart
That this is not, this is not our home

Cause 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
-Blessings by Laura Story




This was a candle prayer wall, at West Shore, where girls could write down their prayers and know that each one would be taken and prayed for. I took three, and the following morning, as I read through the cards, I sat there and tears just fell down my face. 
These were cries to Jesus that these girls had written down. 

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I have plenty I could cry about, but my tears have been for others lately.
There is a lot of people with pain in this world and sometimes, the only thing I can do is pray and believe that Jesus will ease their pain.

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With Heartfelt Love and Prayers
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There is no greater joy than a child's love and innocence.
As my nephew runs up to my car window and gives me a kiss on the lips, calls out my name with a shy smile and waits for me to come back. When he asks to walk and hold my hand. When he asks to smell the blooms on the trees. When he asks where does it hurt when he sees tears in my eyes...and so much more!
I'm pretty sure a few years more and I don't think he'll let me hold his hand anymore. I mean, big boys don't hold their aunt's hands, right? Sad. I just have to cherish the moments while they last.