The worldly perception of the Christ follower is often opposite of the truth. We hear words like uptight, prude, mousey, and there is always hypocritical thrown in by someone. Believers do not go to church because we are better than or perfect. We go to church because we are broken, humbled, and desire to meet with others who know exactly what that means!
Attitude Belief Choice -Alison Botha, attempted murder/rape survivor
I step through the portal out of the Darkness into the Light why did I not see it before? “Let there be Light” and there it is so easy we can’t believe it “Let there be Light” is my mantra now I say it again and again for Darkness cannot be where there is Light […] …
Invincible will never describe me. I am not super human, or super strong, or super anything. I am Lisa- humble, quiet, reserved, and meek. This world can be intimidating and scary even. Filled with fierce determination and absolute faith, this world remains small in the presence of my God.
You see, I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. In many cases, I assumed I could 'fix' the world because I know I have that power. But I cannot.
Life, people, this world are often mysterious and baffling. Rest assured the world’s illusion of power and control will never stand when against the reality and truth of God’s power, love, grace, and strength.
I am learning the difference of being the one in peril versus being the family member on the outside looking in- powerless, exhausted, speechless, and scared. Picture me tapping my fingernails against the windowpane of a room I cannot enter, tears pouring down my cheeks, and fear capturing every breath I take.
I look in the mirror and imagine I look like someone out there. I may be the spitting image of another human being. But I will never know. I have no pictures, no videos, no anything to solve my internal mystery.
There is beauty here, hidden from day. Silence inviting in a melancholy way. Peace encompasses the chaos of mind Dark envelops the beast of daytime light.
My optimistic enthusiasm was replaced with pessimistic fear. Silently, I battled these wars inside my own mind. As I look back now, it was a tragedy. My own self-defeating tragedy.