Monday, June 29, 2009

Restoration


God is still here
He won't leave your side
He'll take all your hurt
and restore you inside

Let Him heal your hurt
Let Him take your pain
Once you let go
You have so much more to gain

Put your hope in the Lord
Put your hurt in the past
Live for each day
Bless those in your path

This life is too short
to keep a hard heart
Don't deny others loves
Because it made you fall apart

He wasn't the one
and that's really okay
You'll heal and you'll learn
and you'll thank him one day

People will let you down
They always do
But your God is faithful
and has big plans for you

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Freedom


The weary Traveler felt the pressure of the weight of his pack. He had a long journey still ahead of him, but he refused to put it down. "I can do it," he would assure himself. "It will only make me stronger." He traveled for years with the same pack. It had once seemed very small, but was now growing to unbearable proportions. However, poor Traveler had no desire to ask for help. After all, this was his burden to bear.

The path he was taking quickly approached a rather dark and ominous mountain. Due to the mountain's vast base, Traveler quickly assessed that the quickest route was indeed to climb over the mountain. He wondered for a moment how he would climb the mountain with such a heavy pack, but he allowed the thought to pass. He could do it, and when he did, everyone would be so impressed with what he had accomplished.

He started to climb. It was easy at first, but then the mountain grew steep, the temperatures grew cold, and Traveler's heart grew bitter. "WHY IS THIS SO HOPELESS?" he screamed aloud. He could hear his echo in the surrounding mountains. He was all alone. There was no one to help him over the mountain. Traveler put his head in his hands and began to cry. "I should have found my own way around the mountain," he thought angrily.

No said a voice barely above a whisper. There's a better way...Put your bag down.

"I can't," cried Traveler. "I must carry it. I can't just leave it here!"

My child, the voice responded softly, it was never yours to carry. Put it down.

"But who will carry it?"

I will. My plan for you is much better than this. Let me help you, dear child.


Traveler reluctantly began to unstrap his bag. One by one, he took every piece out of his pack and laid it on the ground. Then slowly, he stood up and continued on the path given him. Somehow he had the comforting sense that things would only go up from there. Freedom.

I really struggle with handing over my burdens to God. Sometimes I like to pretend I can handle everything on my own...and I mean everything. God has really been teaching me that sometimes handing over my problems and trusting him with them has to be a daily thing. Each day, I need to wake up and remind myself that my Creator is in complete control and that if I try to take control, I miss out on the plans God has for me. He never intended for us journey through life with heavy burdens. He wants us to live in the freedom of his grace! Walk in freedom, friends.