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I hope you are encouraged by this blog... as the Lord leads me so I will write. Trials of life... joys of knowing our Father.


Its hard to be clay... that is why it is so important that we grow in our trust of Him whose hands we are in. It hurts to be shaped and molded... it does. But God is still God and He is still to be trusted.

Friday, July 5, 2013

Another July 6th

It comes around every year.  July 6th.  But this year I'm kinda mad.  I've been faced to deal with my head injury/"encephalomalacia" these past 9 months or so.  Its not a hurdle to get over, its not something that's going  to be over someday. No this is about accepting reality... and I have.  I have not worked since September 2012.  I have not earned a dime... responsibilities have been kept at a very low minimum.  And yes... I'm back living with mom and dad. And this is how it will be.  Why? Because I cannot handle stress.  I did myself in. My brain says "no more". That right frontal area that controls emotions and such. Yeah its still a bunch of damaged swollen tissue according to an MRI.  And so meds keep me from going crazy.  And meds mess up my stomach. 

Why did this happen.  A drunk driver driving at 4:30 in the afternoon on a Friday...  July 6th. 
But I'm alive.    I'm alive and I have a relationship with the Almighty Sovereign Loving God because of the work  and death of Jesus Christ on my behalf.  So I cling to that... to Him. 

Thursday, October 27, 2011

how quickly I forget

It's been almost a year... and God has brought me so far.  Healing on so many levels.  And as far as my independence that I thought was simply a mirage (is that the right word?)... well, I now own my own business (founded "Sadie's Senior Services"), registered with the state of Virginia as a LLC.  I am financially able to move out (with a roommate) and am on the waiting list at a Westwind Farms apartment in Ashburn, VA (about 20 min from mom and dad).  (I could use a 5th client though due to the cost of utilities).   Hmm... looks good.  But wow... where last summer I was in awe of how far God had brought me and so thankful for the clients that HE had brought me... I have gotten so wrapped up in it all that I strayed from my first love...the source of these blessings.  It became MY business, MY (future) apartment, even MY money! And of course there was that spending spree in August and September... MY paintingsand decor because it was MY money!  God stopped getting the credit for my success and my focus went to His gifts and away from the Giver. 
I forget that I am a jar of clay (2 Cor 4) and all that is good is from God and for Him... for His glory!  Seriously.   But yet honestly there was a part of me that felt I deserved it all... and I clung to it.  After the grief and anxiety I went through last winter, I felt it was my right.  Well, I'm giving it all back to God.  And as I finally finished Beth Moore's Bible Study "Breaking Free" (that I started last March), I pray that from my brokenness, I will be a "display of His splendor". 

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Beauty for ashes

my heart rejoices to the Lord with this song!

Isaiah 61:3

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Restoration

Restoration is a beautiful word.  Especially when only God can truly restore.  It has been approximately half a year since the utter brokenness and grief hit me. There were times when I felt so broken, I didn't know how I could possibly be healed.  I remember saying something about how I felt used up.  I was so sick mentally with the grief... I doubted at times if there would be an end to the utter sorrow.  While letting go of Matt was a process that I knew there would eventually be healing from, the grief of my brain injury was something I thought would go on.  My dad had told me that it would get better.  I replied something like, "No it won't! My brain will always be damaged!"  He said something like, "Well, not physically better, but emotionally." I guess this was something I hadn't realized yet.  Sure... I would  need to accept it, but to be content and even joyful?
His Word has proven true:
"For if he causes grief, then He will have compassion according to His abundant lovingkindness." Lam 3:32
  "...weeping may last for the night, but a shout of joy comes in the morning." Psalm 30:5b
   "Those who sow in tears shall reap with joyful shouting." Psalm 126:5

True healing... true joy.  Now if only I could truly find joy in the MIDST of sorrow. And not just to FIND it, but to allow it to continually sustain me.  Allow HIM/ CHRIST to sustain me... because my joy comes from Him, knowing Him.  Jesus Christ bought me with His blood, He sought me and pursues me still.  This should bring me incredible joy no matter what life throws at me.  The hurt is reality, but He walked with me through the darkness of the sorrow and He walks me still through the healing.  He came to bring abundant joy... abundant life, (John 10:10 and John 15:11).  There is true joy after the sorrow.  But would I consider it joy when I encounter trials? (James 1:2). I wonder what this would this look like.

To all who read this:  cling to Him.... don't let go.  He has not abandoned you.  If you can't see Him or feel Him, know that He is there.  Hold onto hope.  He is the great healer, but He has much to teach you in your time of brokenness.  Go to Him with your pain, go to Him with your questions, but don't let go of your faith in Him... His character is true.  He is faithful and He IS good.

Monday, May 2, 2011

my different ocean

I was getting familiar with this new ocean I was learning to swim in... see swimming in a different ocean post.  I was progressing and even enjoyed my cognitive and social/communication skills therapy classes at Brain Injury Services.  I had learned contentment after I accepted my state... and I embarked on the journey to recovery. I have improved, but as I think I had even written in that particular past post, there would be setbacks.  I just wish it hadn't been on my birthday weekend.  Its good though... spiritually speaking.  I just wish my emotions had lined up with the truth of scripture right away.  That would have been more comfortable for me (and also those I interacted with).  But God wants me to remember my dependency on Him.  I'm so in need of His strength, grace, peace... friendship. And He brings all this and more as I wait on Him.  The waiting is what is hard though.

I've been listening to a song over and over from this album that I bought over the weekend: Know Hope.

"Build us Back"

We've been crumbled/ we've been crushed/ the city walls have turned to dust/ Broken hands and blistered feet/ we walk for miles to find relief/
When the thief takes/ when our hopes cave/ you build us back/ you build us back/ We are scared and we are poor/ all our safety nets have torn/ we've been humbled to our knees / from these ruins we believe/ Redeemer/ Redeem us/ Restorer/ Restore us/ Build us back/ Build us back/ Though the mountains be shaken/ The hills be removed/ Your unfailing love remains/ After all that's been taken/ Your promise still sacred/ You build us back with precious stones
(see Psalm 126)

My life and circumstances are not to be equalized to the nightmare of the fall of Israel and then Judah and their captivity into their enemies hands. The books of Lamentations and then Ezra and Nehemiah come alive to me as I think of the Israelites (AKA God's people) crying out to God a prayer that probably was something like this. Utter and complete judgment had come upon them after years and years of warnings through prophets such as Isaiah and Jeremiah. Although my situation is light compared to this, I find my heart crying out to God: "Build me back!"... and He was.  And He is... I just wish it was a continual healing and building without setbacks. I was so broken last winter (as my blog posts indicate)... I long to be restored by the Restorer to the place that is even more complete than before I broke.  I suppose this is what "The Potter's Clay" is all about.... molding, breaking, repairing.  He is allowed to do all this and more because HE IS GOD... and He is beautiful...glorious... eternal... unchanging... so worthy to be trusted with every part of me.... 

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

shadows - David Crowder

"Life is full of light and shadows. Oh, the joy and oh, the sorrow, oh, the sorrow.  And yet will He bring day from night. And yet will He bring dark to light.  When shadows fall on us, we will not fear, we will remember, When darkness falls on us, we will not fear, we will remember, when all seems lost, When we're thrown we're tossed, we'll remember the cost, We're resting in the shadow of the cross."  
         ~ David Crowder

Saturday, March 19, 2011

I'm content

"Not that I speak from want, for I have learned to be content whatever circumstances I am.  I know how to get along with humble means, and I also know how to live in prosperity;  in any and every circumstance I have learned the secret of being filled and going hungry,both of having abundance and suffering need.  I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. " Philippians 4:11-13
I was given this passage to memorize about a month ago by my pastor's wife.  Healing from grief had just taken place, but to be content, truely content, with my circumstances?  Didn't see how that would be possible.  But I can tell you all truely... it was possible because for the past few weeks, I have been... content.  Not only this, but I am actually soaring like an eagle.  Why? Because I waited on God (Isaiah 40:31) ... the pain was real.. but my hope was in a God/THE God who heals.  That is why I "broadcasted" my real ugly pain.  I knew that if you could read my pain, you would know what depths God's grace will reach me.  And I'm telling you, He reached me, and He continues to daily...
His grace is sufficient.... so sufficient. 

Monday, February 21, 2011

Thankful... and bazooka gum

1989: Matt 10, Me 7
Doesn't Matt look protective of me?
 I am thankful... thankful Matt was my brother for my first 8 years 2 months and nearly 1 week of life.  I am now 28... and I look back on a tragedy that was traumatic yes... but I trust a God (the only God) who has proven Himself throughout history as one who is worthy of being trusted.  And I hold onto hope... hope for my emotional healing, hope for a future not wrought in failure and despair, hope to come through with a "faith that can walk in the dark" (Dr. Kellemen), and hope of joining my brother Matt in Heaven when the Lord determines that my time and service on earth is through.
My mom just picked up a new CD today and I heard these lyrics in the last track:
         
           "Knowin' what I know about heaven... believin' that you're all the way home...
            knowin' that you're somewhere better... is all I need to let you go... 
            I could hope that I could pray you back... but why on earth would I do that... 
   when you're somewhere life and love never ends.. oh, knowin' what I know about heaven" 
                                                                                                           (Guy Penrod)

        I wonder how many trees in heaven he's climbed ...or sports games he's played... bazooka gum... swimming pools... water slides... camping and hiking trips... sledding and biking hills... the list goes on.  But you know what?  Heaven is so much better than the best things on earth can even compare to.  Matt's probably so caught up in singing to Jesus that he hasn't even missed all those boyhood thrills from over two decades over.
And so I let him go... as I hold on to and cherish our childhood memories.