Heave Ho, oh my soul.
Today I feel like:
Breaking 10 pencils.
Exercise till the point of exhaustion.
Shouting while standing on the henderson wave bridge.
Sleeping my worries away. (I felt terrible after a 2-hour nap)
Go up to someone and tell them to shut up. (now people think I love them when I say shut up to them lol)
Doing retail therapy.
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Giving up.
I might not have you, you and you by my side right now. But I know there’s Someone who’s cheering me on every step. No matter how painful, no matter how unbearable, no matter how much sweat it’s going to take, no matter how unsightly my struggling might be, no matter how slowly I may go, no matter how I may stop for a quick break, no matter how I self-talk myself into despair, no matter how people may criticize how weak I am, no matter how people may give up on me,
He will not and He never will.
For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are – yet was without sin. Let us then approach the throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need. – Hebrews 4:15-16
The Thorn.
I stood a mendicant of God before His royal throne
And begged him for one priceless gift, which I could call my own.
I took the gift from out His hand, but as I would depart
I cried, “But Lord this is a thorn and it has pierced my heart.
This is a strange, a hurtful gift, which Thou hast given me.”
He said, “My child, I give good gifts and gave My best to thee.”
I took it home and though at first the cruel thorn hurt sore,
As long years passed I learned at last to love it more and more.
I learned He never gives a thorn without this added grace,
He takes the thorn to pin aside the veil which hides His face.Martha Snell Nicholson
