O Joyful Joy

Thoughts on an ordinary day...

Peace poured out on me and joy. Joyful joy all around me.
It's because of Him. It's all because He loves me.
I have a future because of Him. I have hope. I have love.
Painful pain still shows up, but not like before.
I have Him.
Life is bittersweet. One minute you're savoring it, the
next you're spitting it out of your mouth.
O How He Loves Us!

"I will not forget you! See, I have engraved you
on the palms of My Hands." Isaiah 49:15-16(NIV)

O Painful Pain: a poem for His Broken

O painful Pain you teach me well,
Bringing me down to the depths of hell.

Scrounging around on the bottom of it,
Grasping and searching to escape this shit.

O searing thorn driven through my flesh,
Opening wounds and tightening my chest.

When will it end and let me be,
O God, my Lord, please help me see.

O painful Pain this is only a scratch,
Christ suffered much more on behalf of this wretch.

So onward I go, knowing only too well,
God's ransom's been paid to save me from hell.

by Hilary D'Elia

How can I do this without You?

Loving the template for this blog, thank you hotbliggityblog! Since a head-on collision with Post-Partum Depression (PPD) I cannot fathom getting through my days without God our Father. How could I do this without the One who knit me together and knows all my fears and failures and loves me just the same...

Thank you Father for not caring about what I look like in the morning and seeing me through till I rest my head on my Grandma Mary inspired pillowcase.I can't do this thing called 'life' without Your grace, Your love, Your sustaining power.

Entering blogdom on three, two, one...

Lovestruck, His Broken...