![]() Out of the blue (or so it seems) rage, anger, annoyance or other emotional pain come to the surface.įeelings rise as steam and we long to vent somehow. Maybe something or someone has touched a nerve. There are issues which can really make us mad. □ĭo you ever get to the point where you feel like exploding? You’re welcome to join us here and read the great posts being shared. **I’m grateful for God-given inspiration, as I join fellow wordsmiths in sharing my five-minute-friday thoughts for this week’s prompt of “beauty”. Is how God is breaking us into beauty again I can see life’s manifold brokenness and painīut beyond it all what shouts out most to me Know it, so I lived like one impoverishedĪnd now? These days my gaze rests and reflects God gives us beauty for ashes and paints us with His loveliness. So it’s a huge relief to know -especially the older I get and the more invisible I feel- that God looks at us with eyes of unconditional love. As does advertising with its emphasis on outward perfection. ![]() Society sets impossible standards for us to reach. Like many women before me, right from girlhood I have mourned my perceived lack of attractiveness. We all have our own viewpoint about what we define as beautiful.Īlthough we may not measure up to contemporary or classical definitions of physical beauty, we can be comforted by knowing that the inner beauty of our soul and character are the most enduring qualities to treasure. No two people admiring a piece of art, lovely landscape, or a person, will see exactly the same features that are attractive to them. You are warmly invited to join in and read the great posts being shared. I’m delighted to be sharing my five minute poem with the wonderful wordsmiths in the five-minute-friday community. “He brought me out into a spacious place he rescued me because he delighted in me.” – Psalm 18:19 To share or not to share Those “you too?” moments mean so much and are well worth the vulnerability we choose to expose to others by sharing our hearts. And as I’ve found courage enough to write and spill my story instead of hiding away, I give God the glory for opening up wider avenues of confidence and trust, of love and faith. A spacious place because I have been redeemed by grace. Now I am in a better place than in my wary childhood days. But we all need safe places to vent and people we trust to share ourselves with. I didn’t experience unconditional, fully accepting and embracing love until I invited Christ into my heart in my late teens.Įven though I was, and still am, very willing to share the wondrous things God has done for me, I’ve found that opening up about a painful past and sharing my wounded, imperfect self with others has proved challenging over the years.
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