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What Must I Do?
Here I was again. It was Sunday; I was at church; and I knew good and well that I had been highly symptomatic as of late...
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Your Time is Now
I have been noticing a pattern with the people around me. It started with the men. One by one, I heard them venting about their jobs, asking...
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Oh Be Careful Little Ears What You Hear
You can hear it almost anywhere you go. It relaxes you, invigorates you, and takes you back to the oldest of memories. It sets the mood to every minute you’re exposed to it. It is the sound of music filling the air. And while many share this common interest for a love of music, I can honestly say, I’ve always taken it two steps further. Music was rich in my family before I was even a thought. It was always played and always encouraged to be played. Upon entering my teenage years, it quickly became an obsession. My walls were plastered with posters and album covers. I could tell you…
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Praise Him
Nothing seems to be going right. It feels like the enemy is weighing down on my back, leaving me no escape from the pain. I’ve taken every pill I possess, but I cant even lift myself off of the floor. The hospital couldn’t even help me. What else am I supposed to do? Praise Him. But how can I praise the Lord when all I feel is hopelessness? How can I thank God for letting me wake to see a new day, when I was woken up to nothing but pain and darkness? How do you expect me to thank God when I’ve lost my health, my job, my car,…
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Three Lessons I Learned in My Trial
“Take it, Jesus. Just take it.” These had become common words in my vocabulary the winter that my sickness started to get out of control. I craved complete deliverance from disease, and I could not understand why God, the ultimate Healer, would not grant me that request. I knew He had all the power to remove my sickness in a heartbeat. I knew He could easily calm down the symptoms or even just let the medicine kick in, yet no matter how much I begged, He didn’t take away the pain. My sister, who had just been inspired by another woman’s testimony, suggested that instead of asking God to remove…
