
Silly Saturday



When you feel your strength returning and your lungs filling with air, don’t turn back.
When you can see more clearly and hear more accurately, don’t turn back.
When you can think more precisely and plan more purposefully, don’t turn back.
You didn’t mend to unravel.
You didn’t rebuild to deconstruct.
You didn’t heal to destroy.
Don’t regress. Don’t recede. Don’t retreat.
You fought for this.
Now, move forward. And win.
Stand fast therefore in the liberty by which Christ has made us free, and do not be entangled again with a yoke of bondage.
Galatians 5:1

Sometimes, healing comes instantly, but more often than not, it’s a long and tedious process.
Just as it takes a broken limb weeks, even months to mend, the heart needs so much more.
We are emotional beings. We are thought-filled humans, and wounds are like a heavy broomstick lying atop a tangled web of cords.
You’re not going to move that stick without disturbing the cords. You can’t just grab it, swoop it up, and call it a day.
You’re gonna have to move slow.
You’re gonna have to breathe deep and exhale at a snail’s pace.
You’ve got to ensure the healing is there.
And sometimes, a tiny gesture, a simple word, a small memory can come crashing in to slam that stick back onto the pile and even twist it a good bit!
Slow down, one more time.
Breathe in deep, one more time.
Exhale slowly, one more time.
Now, go work on picking up that stick again, one more time.
You can do this hard.
It might be messy, excruciating and long, but I promise you:
The healing is worth it.
Then He came to Bethsaida; and they brought a blind man to Him, and begged Him to touch him. So He took the blind man by the hand and led him out of the town. And when He had spit on his eyes and put His hands on him, He asked him if he saw anything. And he looked up and said, “I see men like trees, walking.” Then He put His hands on his eyes again and made him look up. And he was restored and saw everyone clearly.
Mark 8:22-25

Healing truly is a choice.
You can choose to remain in that pain, that sorrow, that grief, or you can choose to take those steps out.
Now, don’t scoff. Don’t ridicule. Don’t turn me off.
I know this isn’t an easy read.
You might be screaming I don’t understand.
You may be shouting I don’t see your space.
You might be shrugging I don’t hear you.
You may be screeching I don’t feel your struggle.
But I do understand. I do see. I do hear. I do feel.
Because I am there.
My place may not be yours, but it is mine alone.
And there is a hope for tomorrow, but it is mine to grasp.
Mine alone.
And you have the same. If you will but choose.
Don’t remain a victim of circumstance.
Don’t stay a martyr of the past.
Don’t settle as a casualty of the shattered.
Fight for the new day.
Fight for the brighter future.
Fight for the healing to come.
What you don’t fight for, you don’t deserve, and you can never declare as your own.
Fight for it with every breath.
And win.
Even when you feel you can’t.
Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may obtain it.
1 Corinthians 9:24

Grief can be hidden and tucked away so deep, you almost forget it’s there.
Yet, when it peeks back through the shadows, it’s like a scream within that no one else can hear.
But you can sense it, even in the deepest shadows.
You can feel it, even in the stillest night.
You can almost see it, even in the blackest of eves.
And it will return with such fierce vengeance while no one else recognizes it’s deafening sound.
That is grief.
The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart and saves such as have a contrite spirit.
Psalm 34:18
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.
2 Corinthians 1:3-4

The English language is so prevalent across the globe, and yet, so many people do not understand each other.
Spoken by 1.452 billion people, I’d say it’s the most popular language in the world. Mandarin Chinese does come in a close second; however, I’d argue that this isn’t for it’s prevalence but rather it’s dense population of people groups in China, Taiwan and Singapore.
But the English language can be just as confusing as a foreign language, even among those who grew up speaking it and conversing with it.
I believe this is for the simple fact that the English language has more lingos, innuendos, and implications than any other language on the planet.
As in the picture I’ve posted, even the spelling and pronunciation of certain words can be confounding.
But if we want to be heard, we must speak to be understood.
Yelling and screaming only reduce to chaos.
Hatred and angry words only reduce to lunacy.
Lies and manipulation only reduce to thievery and destruction.
What are your words saying today?
Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing.
Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never fails.
1 Corinthians 13:1-8


For some people, there will be no good answer.
For some behavior, there will be no good reason.
For some things, there is no good explanation.
For some are just wrong, just bad, just inexcusable.
Stop trying to justify the evil.
Stop attempting to rationalize the nefarious acts.
In your explication, enablement is all that can be found.
Woe to those who call evil good, and good evil; who put darkness for light, and light for darkness; who put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter! Woe to those who are wise in their own eyes, and prudent in their own sight!
Isaiah 5:20-21

Not a lot more to add to this. Read it again. And if you need to, read it one more time.
*Disclaimer: I do not know Dr. Caroline Leaf, nor do I follow her commentaries. So, I do not vouch for her philosophies. 😉

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