I spent a lot of time this weekend drawing close to God. Looking back over the pictures I took, I can see my Poppa’s love everywhere. My headaches got a lot better when I let go of the things that aren’t good for me and the people who don’t support decisions that encourage the path to my destiny. I’ve noticed just one text can spawn a two day migraine. Allowing myself to be overburdened by a workload I cannot control increases my migraines. There are many factors beyond my control, do what you can daughter and at the end of the day walk way. I tend to continue to overthink the rest of the evening. That thinking soon morphs into thoughts of the relationship that ended. There go those tears again. I nursed a headache all weekend. It was a combination of a text I had received and overthinking the week ahead. I’m already there daughter, let it go.
I sat this evening looking through the pics I took at Cathedral Falls. The water rushing over the rocks. It looks so pure, so clean. A cool breeze was coming off the water despite it being incredibly hot outside that day. There was a unmistakable peace as I looked up to the top of the Falls. God’s beauty was surrounding me, His peace filling me up. I’m broken Poppa. When you trust someone with the deepest part of you and they use it and turn it against you, it creates cuts below the surface that can’t been seen. Bleeding, gaping wounds on the inside that are hard to heal and when they do they leave behind deep scars as a reminder. In this case, those wounds were re-opened in the most calculating way creating deep crevasses of pain and nearly severed arteries. He thought he could control the “bleeding”. My mind would retreat back to that place and I’d do whatever I needed to do, whatever he said to hold on. But God. He cut the bleeding off, He closed the wounds, and He reminded me of the scars left behind on the hands of Jesus. Jesus bore scars to save me and you. Your brokenness is going to be a testimony to many who don’t think they can get out,who don’t think they can go on. Your scars will give hope as you share your story.
The beautiful falling water of the Falls were washing over the rocks much like Jesus love washes over us. It cleanses us, refreshes us, and renews us as we continue on our journey. The magnificent walls of the Cathedral Falls stand tall protecting it just as our Father’s arms surround us, shielding us as we heal from whatever storm life has hit us with. You can see beautiful fresh green growth everywhere as the plentiful water enriches the ground. Our Father showers us with His love and feeds us with His Word so that our lives can be enriched and full. This time around I have me eyes fixed on Him. People can change, things can break, but what God says will come to pass and is forever. Where are your eyes fixed? Taking my eyes off of Him for even a second, letting my guard down for just a minute… it allows space for the devil to get in. Once in, he reopens those soul wounds. “Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour:” 1 Peter 5:8 No, this time my eyes are fixed on You Lord. 💛 ~ Chelle, #f8ithgal
“But mine eyes are unto thee, O God the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.” Psalm 14:8
“Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.” Hebrews 12:2