You Have Collected All My Tears In Your Bottle

he knows youWe’re dusty. Created with tight knit corners and deep crevices, it’s hard to imagine anyone can know our soul, struggles and innate thoughts. And, this realization can feel very lonely at times.

When walking on a cobblestone road, tumbling wildly in the dark and skinning your knees, it’s easy to think, ‘no one knows this winding path – there is no one that understands the sting of this fall or the unique steps I have taken.’

We search for confidantes to express our feelings and emotions. Somehow, we end up empty. Yet, this emptiness we come to comprehend is because we are expecting empathy from those made of earthy soil and bone.

We need to take our worries, fears and feelings to the Rock of Ages. He is the one who has walked that cobblestone path with you, watched you fall and felt your pain. Nevertheless, he has picked you up, brushed you off and held you in the depths of his mighty hands – speaking promise over your life.

“You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.” – Psalm 56:8

God knows those crevices of our souls – the dusty ones that no one can see. He breathes security into the veins of our hearts and speaks his healing to the pains that shoot unfathomable lengths in our stomachs.

He sees you, dear one.

Every tear and inaudible word speaks volumes to the Savior of your Soul. If you cannot speak, God will listen to your heart. He is that mighty and great. Cry out to him – for he will collect your salty pain and replace those daunting fears with his unfathomable joy.

For the Lamb at the center of the throne will be their shepherd; he will lead them to springs of living water. And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes. – Revelation 7:17

May we always remember that the same God who made the stars knows our name. He knows your story, knows your heart. He is holding out his hands to collect those sorrows and turn them into joy. Cry out to Jesus.

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Every Life Has a Meaning That Can Never Be Replaced or Recreated

life little girlLife. We use the word freely; but, when the meaning sinks in, it is priceless – like a costly ruby or the crown jewels. Life means living, breathing, smiling and running. It means watching in marvel as the crisp yellow, orange and brown leaves swirl to the ground in autumn.

It is truly a heavy word for it’s a weighty experience. You feel pain, grief, excitement and sheer joy at times. You are given choice and freewill. You are given a voice.

Life is given to us as a gift from our Creator. From his breath we were formed. From his hands we were molded. Life is not meant to be snuffed out – or recklessly destroyed for every life has a meaning that can never be replaced or recreated by another soul.

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.” – Jeremiah 1:5

Like every fingerprint is unique, every person when knitted together in their mother’s womb is fearfully and wonderfully made. Facial features from heaven; these are the work of a true artist. With brushstrokes of love, he paints life.

May we value life – for everyone formed deserves to take their first breath. May we be a nation that speaks for the voiceless – for a person is created at the moment of conception, and God’s hand is truly upon them.

“It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish.” ― Mother Teresa

“Abortion kills twice. It kills the body of the baby and it kills the conscience of the mother. Abortion is profoundly anti-women. Three quarters of its victims are women: Half the babies and all the mothers.” – Mother Teresa

The Maker clings on to the finger of the baby swimming inside their mother’s womb. He has already spoken promise over their lives. How utterly evil it is – to snuff that little light out for selfish gain.

May this country have eyes to see and ears to hear what is noble and right. May we embrace morality again, and look to God for guidance. Let the hearts return to whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable.

“No law can give us the right to do what is wrong.” – President Abraham Lincoln

I Love You, Just For Being You

Did you know that Jesus says to us every single day, ‘I love you – just for being you?’ I don’t think that I dwell on this concept enough. I am too busy focusing on my flaws to fixate on my Creator who absolutely loves the person he has formed.

I look in the mirror and see those smile lines in the corners of my eyes and gasp with horror. Or hone in on those little white hairs mixed in with my red locks. But, you know what, I may see flaws, but my Maker sees perfection.

He smiles with a big toothy grin at his magnificent creation. Just like when we were children in art class – we were proud of our clay creations or watercolor paintings hanging on the wall. God is so proud of you! He looks at his masterpiece and says, ‘it is good!’

We are his art projects, his canvases if you will. I don’t know about you, but I sure am happy to be carved into something wonderful from the master craftsman! He does not mess up. He draws with a sharpie and does not need to worry about erasing a mistake – because he does not make them!

He may have to use an eraser on our blunders from time to time, when we decide to color outside the lines of his perfection! But, Dear One – he looks at you and says, ‘beautiful!’ What a joy to know that this artist is prolific and profound. This artist sees beauty in the work of his heavenly hands.

Look at yourself in the mirror today and observe God’s handiwork. Thank him for the uniqueness of you. No one has your face, your hands, and your eyes. Isn’t that grand!?

I love this statement, ‘You were born an original. Don’t die a carbon copy.’ Be you. Jesus loves and adores YOU.