The Cloak

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It was the cloak, her gate to freedom.
She just needed to reach out
To brush her hand against it
Healing could begin

It was the cloak
He wore it for protection
From the elements and the crowds
But she broke through

It was the cloak
It was the answer to her prayers
Her blind faith pushing her
towards a life of healing

It was the cloak
He felt her touch, every so slight
As if a fraction of energy zapped
from Him

It was the cloak
He knew he had healed someone
Why won’t they come forward?
He found her anyway

It was the cloak
It bound two worlds together
The healer and the healed
Forever woven together

The Cloak

photo-5

It was the cloak, her gate to freedom.
She just needed to reach out
To brush her hand against it
Healing could begin

It was the cloak
He wore it for protection
From the elements and the crowds
But she broke through

It was the cloak
It was the answer to her prayers
Her blind faith pushing her
towards a life of healing

It was the cloak
He felt her touch, every so slight
As if a fraction of energy zapped
from Him

It was the cloak
He knew he had healed someone
Why won’t they come forward?
He found her anyway

It was the cloak
It bound two worlds together
The healer and the healed
Forever woven together

TIDLEWAVE

tgiving 2014

He looks at me with malice
I hurt for him…and me too
If I could, I would take away the pain
But we all must ride it out
The waves of despair can be too much
But the buoy will save us
God will save us
We don’t know how
We don’t know when
The storm has a will of its own
Molding us into the person
God wants us to be.

Let’s Not Forget

photo-5An old friend of mine called this week.  Her teenage daughter attempted suicide.  I am heartbroken for both parent and child.  No parent should have to go through this.  So much anger, regret, guilt and shame surround situations like these.

The child shouldn’t either.  But as my friend said, you see the signs coming but the train wreck is going to occur anyway.  She tried so hard to get through to her daughter.  She tried treatment centers, special therapy.  No one could get through to her.  It took an act of desperation, a call for help, to set the wheels in motion.

How does it get that far even when the parent is aware the child is suffering?  What can we do?  I don’t have a lot of answers.

I do have one though.  Let those of us who have been through the ordeal get in front of the kids and let them know we understand what is going through that depressed brain of theirs.  Studies are showing this is one of the only ways to get through to someone who is in such a deep dark place.  For those of you who are a part of All In, please appeal to the board to let someone who battles depression get in front of these students and let them know he/she understands.

It’s the holidays.  Everyone is supposed to be happy and cheery.  Remember those who are suffering silently.  They may be the person standing next to you at a party.

Merry Christmas

 

Let Go, Let God

M and D
Someone asked me today if I was still writing. I told him I have had writer’s block. That is one reason but I am not going to share the other.
I hope everyone is well. I am better. I hit a rough patch but I am crawling out of the hole.
Part of my problem is that I am a control freak. I remind myself to let go of those things which I have not control. Easier said than done:)
If you are a control freak like me, you know what I am talking about. Everything needs to be just so according to your plan. You hand on to that leash as hard as possible only to lose it and the dog gets away anyway. I think God does this on purpose. Things fall apart the harder you attempt to take things into your own hand.
I was reminded of that strongly yesterday. My son doesn’t want to play baseball this year. He has been playing the game since Kindergarten but he says it is just too slow for him. He was pretty good at the sport too. He decided he wanted to play Lacrosse instead. AS I begin to register, I look at the price. With four kids and one on his way to college, it was just not in our budget. He was dissapointed. I hate saying no to my children but sometimes it has to be done. We did have an alternate plan and so we let go of the situation and looked forward to this new plan.
Well I got a call yesterday from a woman in charge of registration and she wanted to know if Dean was going to play. I told her our situation and she offered us a scholarship. God is good. Now Dean gets to try a new sport and follow a new path.
The rest of my day went downhill because I had no control of the situation. I was miserable. I totally forgot the miracle that happened just that morning all because I let got of a situation of which I had not control. Funny how we forget that God has his hand in everything we do. He holds the leash and all is in order. We just follow him and the outcome is good. It may not be the way we want it, but it is the right thing.
I am not an expert on this topic. I stink at letting go and letting God. This is just the right thing to do. Right now I rarely follow it. I am working on it though. One step at a time. All is good.
I hope each of you takes a minute to let go. That is the best I can do.
Talk soon,
Lulu