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I wonder why some people find it very difficult to follow God. Perhaps, they are waiting for Him to join a social network before they could start to follow Him.

The only person who worries about my mother is God, and that's only because she wants His job.

Our task shouldn't be punishing the villains in our lives, but enlarging the God who heals us from all wounds.

If we keep our heads down, either out of defeat or loss or shame or tiredness... whatever the reason, we are going to miss the beautiful sun (and Son) that is right there in front of us, shining its warmth on our faces and our souls!

I may distance myself from God from time to time, wandering off in the ignorance of my self-absorbed preoccupations and attitudesBut God is never far off. Never distant. Never remote.He is close enough to hear the raw, unbridled "fuck" in my silent prayer of anguish.Close enough to feel the groaning angst and tension in my gut that oft threatens to rend me to pieces. Close enough to hear my heart slam itself in abandon against the walls of this temple of skin in holy desperation; clutching at the veil that dulls and distorts my vision. Close enough to catch me as I stumble in my blind and weary state yet again and again and again.Yes, He is close. She is never far off. God is my faithful friend and traveling companion, though I see Him not yet with these orbs of flesh.

When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.

Um. I__ really good at first aid. Like, the best._ He was the god of healing, after all. He__ better be good at fucking first aid!

The sad part was that everything I said was true but I was going about the healing in entirely the wrong way. As I was to be taught later, you can__ heal the sick by force-feeding them with ideas they__e not ready to accept; you can__ cure people by the simple imposition of your will. It__ the power of the Holy Spirit that heals, not the power of a would-be wonder-worker trying to play God.

It takes a lot of grace and maturity to simply forgive, but a lot of healing takes place when you do.

I do not claim to be a healer: only God is the Healer.

We have often done well knowing the mind of God in our churches today. We have not done as well knowing His heart. We have largely become a church that pursues insights, principles, and theological concepts. No other church in history has had sounder theology or has known as much about God as many of our churches do today. However, we seem to know so little about His heart. Maybe this has troubled you, too. With all our insight, all our knowledge, all our information, and all our depth of theology, we seem to have so much difficulty functioning in the most basic Christian things, like personal holiness and loving people more than things. In our churches we are so easily hurt, and we hold on to those hurts for so long. We easily walk away from one another and quickly leave our churches when we experience disappointments and failures. There is often much judging and little compassion. Too many people remain alone in their pain.God desires to reveal His heart to us and to build His heart into us as we seek His face. Insight alone does not transform us; only the things that flow from the heart of God transform the lives of people. As God opens His heart to be known by us and as He builds His heart into us, His love will flow through us to those who are in desperate need of His forgiveness, His compassion, His healing, and His life.

A burdened heart doesn't equate to a lack of faith. The God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob can heal with a simple command. The burden comes from wondering if that's His will and may it be done.

May the Lord increase your strength.

O Lord, Thy Word, heals my wounds.

We have to walk by faith to possess all that is duly ours.

Hang on! God will strength in any act of your pursuit.

Healing comes through God's work, and God deals differently with us when we deal differently with him.

He held out his arms and I ran to embrace him. It wasn__ that I couldn__ feel my sorrows anymore, it was as if they were never there. I felt safe, and loved. There were no words exchanged, we just held each other.