Time Heals

People say, "Time heals all wounds."  Well, I beg to differ.  Jesus heals all wounds; time is the process for which He allows it to happen.  Let's give credit where credit is due.  What hurts me today may not hurt me tomorrow...next week...next year...ten years from now.  Notice I said, "may not hurt me."  For us to move past our hurts we have to be willing to let them go - turn them over to the Lord.  It is the hardest thing to do, is it not?  (Maybe it's just me.)  We must trust God and understand that letting go of those things that hurt so deeply can be liberating - Whom He sets free is free indeed! (John 8:36)

When we hold on to our hurts and failures, it can be like continually pulling scabs off of our cuts and flesh wounds.  The scab is there as a protection and will fall off in perfect time when the wound is healed.  We have to trust that God knows what He is doing; and He has promised that we will not go through more than we can handle - that promise it to His people.  There may be times you feel overwhelmed, frustrated, anxious, lonely, and abandoned.  Stop picking at the scabs and let it go...let it heal.  My friend, lift up your head to the one who heals you, Jehovah Rapha!  He sees; He heals.  Turn it all over to Him and ask that He give you a different perspective today.

Are you not hurting, but instead standing in the grace of His healing from past hurts?  Then, rejoice my friend!  REJOICE and share your story of His deliverance and healing with someone else who is hurting.  Share the love of God and build up, lift up, hold  up those around you.

Get the water can...

Shannon, Scott's brother, died  February 2nd, four months ago - Only 39 years old.  Our hearts still grieve. There was a plant someone gave the family that we brought home, and I put it in the living room.  A room we rarely enter.  I've watered it once.  Today, I took the droopy plant outside and pulled out all the dead leaves. As I plucked, the thought came to me, "Isn't this like your spirit, Renee?  If you never water it, you'll dry up.  It's time to pluck out the dried up leaves and get the watering can."  There's still hope. 

Disappointments with people can drain you dry.  Frustrations with life and witnessing prejudices people have against other people can take it's toll on your spirit.  The longer we stay in an isolated place, away from light, without any hydration, the dryer our spirit soil becomes...it's a natural process.

Move to the Light...get the watering can and drink up the Water.  It's time for a refreshing.

Mosaic Me

There is message I share with churches called, "Mosaic Me."  It speaks of the idea that there are many parts of me that make the whole, as in Mosaic art.  Mosiacs are created by assembling smaller pieces onto a surface that forms a whole work of art.  I am "mosiac" in the fact there are so many parts to me:  christian speaker/writer (term used loosely!), artist, interpreter, wife, daughter, sister, friend...the list goes on.  Aren't we all that way?  (So many interests...so many dreams...and so little time!)  Individually, we are mosaic; corporately, we are mosiac.  It takes each of us finding and fitting our place in life to create the beauty in this world.  I think my new theme in life will be:  "Mosiac Me" - it's more than a message, it's my identity.

While I search to see how my pieces fit together, I do hope you will share the journey with me..and share it with a friend if you are so inspired!