I watched the movie Evan Almighty for the first time the other day.  Pretty good movie I must say.  It surprised me a bit how much Truth was found in that movie.  A secular movie speaking Biblical Truths?  Yup.  If you haven't seen it I fully recommend it.

There was a part toward the beginning of the movie where Evan (Steve Carell) was talking with ( Read more... )

Pain
The gift nobody longs for, still it comes
And somehow leaves us stronger
When it's gone away

The other day I was leaving chapel with a smile on my face after having just spent the hour prior meeting with my Lord in worship. The last song we had sung was Chris Tomlin’s “Everlasting God.” The lyrics stating “strength will rise as we wait upon ( Read more... )

Sometimes I forget that I'm not normal. I mean, the consistent pain and constant tiredness are not something everyone experiences. People have said they don’t know how I do it. All of it, life, living when there are so many factors that make my life unlivable.

The air is thick and heavy. Normal sounds shake me too my core. I feel as if there are ( Read more... )

Who's bright idea was it to make me feel like my body's been through a meat grinder? I mean, come on!

I have a serious dislike for fibromyalgia at the moment. Not that I ever really like it, but usually I tolerate it. Not today though. Today I'm mad.

I hurt. The little men with their little jackhammers are hammering away at my bones. And someone is ( Read more... )

I don't... I don't think I get. Life. But I guess thats a good thing.

I've been discovering so much about myself lately. And about this ongoing dance I find myself in. Sometimes frenzied and fanatic, other times smooth and peaceful. Sometimes close and connected, other times apart and detached. But always the same partner. Always Him.

My Best ( Read more... )

Oh God, I’m here.  Again.

I stand at the edge of a great cliff.  Behind me lies the road I have just traveled, and before me, nothingness.  I lean forward ever so slightly; the drop plunges into darkness.  One more step and I’d be falling thousands of feet to a sure and painful death.

I swallow.  My throat is dry, my saliva acting more like sand, ( Read more... )

Something is there that doesn’t love a wall

I always find myself building walls.

It's a really bad habit that I have. It's a stupid one too. I fully realize the futility of it all. Yet before I know it, I find myself with bricks in hand, building again.

I build in an attempt to protect. I fear hurt and loss, and so I figure that the sooner I ( Read more... )