Sunday, September 12, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
With or without you...
A life without hope...what does that mean? I dont think that i fully understand that. Jesus has always been the One i cling to when situations feel so dark, depressed and hopeless. Recently i was confronted with "a life without hope" when three stowaways were discovered on the ship. What made them want to leave their lives behind, sit in a small space for 6 days and spend another seven days there in the darkness.
The very next day this hopeless question hit home even more when i heard that one of my friends back home had attempted suicide. He too had lost hope...My heart was hurting at the throught of this 16 year old hanging from the roof. Praise the LORD that hs dad found him before it was too late!
It was then that i realised the power of Hope. I hear this word being thrown around many times during the day. Hope...what does it mean?
I am not trying to write an award winning piece here. I am just thinking out loud.
For weeks i had been silently struggling with this divorce thing. I honestly thought that once you get older it doesnt affect you that much. I thought it only affected the younger kids. I was wrong...so wrong.
My sundays are now marked with painful and hopeless phonecalls. I get to listen to my mom's heart breaking every week. It is hard to hear of the things going on back home...but this is how it must be. At the end of the phonecalls i have to go and search for Hope with my red swollen eyes. God has been gracious and has blessed me with awesome friends.
One friend sent me chocolate...swiss chocolate (the best kind!) with a note that touched my heart. Another friend had hugged me so long when i needed it the most. I didnt have to say anything - God knew!
It might appear that i have found Hope in the arms of a friend or in wrapped in colourful paper decorated with a little swiss flag. But it is not true. God has been the One who has been constant. He is getting me through this. I just pray that my mother and sister realise that hope is not lost...He is right there next to them!
The very next day this hopeless question hit home even more when i heard that one of my friends back home had attempted suicide. He too had lost hope...My heart was hurting at the throught of this 16 year old hanging from the roof. Praise the LORD that hs dad found him before it was too late!
It was then that i realised the power of Hope. I hear this word being thrown around many times during the day. Hope...what does it mean?
I am not trying to write an award winning piece here. I am just thinking out loud.
For weeks i had been silently struggling with this divorce thing. I honestly thought that once you get older it doesnt affect you that much. I thought it only affected the younger kids. I was wrong...so wrong.
My sundays are now marked with painful and hopeless phonecalls. I get to listen to my mom's heart breaking every week. It is hard to hear of the things going on back home...but this is how it must be. At the end of the phonecalls i have to go and search for Hope with my red swollen eyes. God has been gracious and has blessed me with awesome friends.
One friend sent me chocolate...swiss chocolate (the best kind!) with a note that touched my heart. Another friend had hugged me so long when i needed it the most. I didnt have to say anything - God knew!
It might appear that i have found Hope in the arms of a friend or in wrapped in colourful paper decorated with a little swiss flag. But it is not true. God has been the One who has been constant. He is getting me through this. I just pray that my mother and sister realise that hope is not lost...He is right there next to them!
Monday, September 06, 2010
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