Fight On, Wounded Soldier

Come let us pour out the oil
bind the hurt in them
Cover them with a blanket of God's Love
Come let us break the bread
Come let us give them rest
Let's minister healing to them
Don't let another wounded soldier die

Obeying orders
Fight on the front line
Tear down the enemy's strongholds
But weak from battle
Satan creeps in to kill and lie
But don't let another wounded soldier die

Come pour the oil
Come bind the hurt
Let's cover them with a blanket of God's Love

God hears all the wounded who cry out for help and peace.  His ear is not deaf.  His arms are not too short to reach down and draw us close.  He can, and will, send His Spirit of restoration & comfort.  His Spirit is the thing needed to give us the will to see things through the darkest of times.  He whispers sweet-nothings in every ear, touches every heart who wants to be touched.  He sees every tear.  He says, "FEAR NOT, MY CHILD.  I WILL BE WITH YOU ALWAYS.  I KNOW HOW TO TAKE CARE OF WHAT BELONGS TO ME." 

Tonight I am feeling that sweet presence.  I've been in the battle for quite awhile, 2013 has been a rough one.  Yet His Spirit is what keeps me pressing on. 

I love Him so much. 

I'm glad I serve the One who understands even when I can not form the words to speak.  Even when I can't wrap my mind around all that's troubling me.  Even when I can't sort it all out into an intelligent conversation with Him.  So thankful He KNOWS.  He mends my shattered courage.  Oh, yes, for from time to time I do struggle with that. 

However, God sees it all.  He knows the heart.  He knows the mind.  And I stand on His promise "I'LL BE WITH YOU ALWAYS".  I trust in the fact that He KNOWS!!  And I trust that HE KNOWS just how to take care of what belongs to Him.  For I do belong....to Him.  :)  So grateful for that. 

I don't know what any of the tomorrows hold for me but I trust the One who sends every tomorrow my way.  His love is rich!!! 

Ya'll be blessed!!  ~md

A Proverb For The Home

Proverbs 24:3-4 

Through wisdom is an house builded; and by understanding it is established: and by knowledge shall the chambers be filled with precious and pleasant riches.

There is a saying, one that I seem to be hearing often lately, that goes like this:  "It doesn't have to be perfect to be good".

 

What is "PERFECT", anyway?  When you picture perfection, what do you see?

 

Regarding my home, I certainly never pictured me as the "head of household", mother to only 1 child.  That is not the perfect picture in my illustrated story-book life.  I still don't like that picture...but, thankfully, the life I live isn't one from my story-book.  And it doesn't have to be picture-perfect to be good.  My life is good.

 

I have God.

He guides me each and every day.

I totally rely on Him.

He's my Provider.

He's my Protector.

And I KNOW He loves me.

What's more?  He's been so faithful.  Even though I mostly don't deserve it.

 

If you take a second or two to look at a Single-Parent Apostolic home you'll be looking at a home with a lot of guts.  By that I mean, a home with lots of courage.  Not perfection, but courage. 

 

Single-Parents know they can't do it all on their own.  But they courageously make it seem so.

 

It takes wisdom and understanding to make a strong home.  For any home it takes a ton of wisdom to keep it running smoothly and in the right direction. 

 

But take a Single-Parent home and you'll find that it takes "double-strength" of wisdom and understanding.  As for me, it feels like I need to have double the eyeballs, 2 brains, 4 feet, 4 legs, 4 arms, double the prayer & bible-reading...and the list goes on.

 

There's dusting, mopping, cooking.   All things Housework. A full-time out-of-the-home J-O-B to go to everyday.  And the car to wash.  The lawn to mow.  Car-maintenance.  Etc.

 

But all that "daily-ness" is not my biggest worry.  And most often I find that something on that list gets left undone.  One person can't possibly get all that done in one day anyway.  At least this momma can't.

 

And what I'm most concerned with is that my home is as well-balanced as can be.  I want to make sure my daughter not only is taken care of on the natural side, but most importantly, the spiritual side.  For it's the things of the spirit that last for eternity.  The dishes can wait. 

 

And at the end of the day we Single-Parents just wish we had someone to talk to, to vent to.  We wish someone could understand and share our worries and our joys.  We wish for someone to "swap stories with". 

 

Thankfully....JESUS is my constant answer to that.  I can't hear an audible voice answering me back but I can feel His undeniable presence.   

 

I don't know what I'd do without Him.  That sounds so cliche'.  But it is SOoooo true.  Jesus is the Someone who keeps me from unraveling.  It's because of Jesus that my home is filled with rare and beautiful treasures.   Walls make up a house, but it's a family that makes up a home. 

 

No matter the number in you family, it's still a treasure.  And even if you're a family of only one....if you have God as your Father...your a part of His family.  And, that's awesome indeed!  That's huge! 

 

Whatever life you've been dealt, CHERISH every moment.  It so swiftly passes.