love hurts

I’m hurting.

I’ve been hurting for a fairly long time now.

And it’s not just because I’m heartbroken.

It’s not because I’ve been lied to for several years.

It’s not because of the secrets.

And those who kept them.

It’s not because of the betrayal.

And all the many who stay silent.

Or even those who continue to support the matter today.

Most especially it’s not because of the judgement.

It’s because of the love.

The love I have for others.

But mostly, the love I hold for Him.

There was a scholar of the law who stood up to test Jesus and said, “Teacher, what must I do to inherit eternal life?” Jesus said to him, “What is written in the law? How do you read it?” He said in reply, “You shall love the Lord, your God, with all your heart, with all your being, with all your strength, and with all your mind, and your neighbor as yourself.’ He replied to him, “You have answered correctly; do this and you will live.”

Luke 10:25-28

I love Him so much!

And I hurt greatly because I know that my hurt fails in comparison to His own.

“If My death on the cross does not convince you of My love, what will convince you?”

— Jesus to St. Faustina

Because, He always knew.

While I had the grace of naivety, He knew straight-way what has been happening.

Jesus wept.

John 11:35

Undoubtedly, there is so much hurt in the world right now.

Pick most any topic; which currently saturates the news cycle, and you can easily apply my words of hurt to the circumstance.

Whatever the hurt or wherever it may come from, I pray to remember:

We were given THIS LIFE because we are STRONG ENOUGH to live it.

For to this end we toil and strive, because we have our hope set on the living God, who is the Savior of all men, especially of those who believe.

1 Timothy 4:10

The Bible offers many valuable verses on finding strength for hard times and encouraging our faith when we feel despair. Satan’s goal is to make us feel weak, useless and ultimately to destroy us and those we love. Yet, EVERYDAY we can fight these attacks with the truths of Scripture!

Because we have a loving God who aches to teach us!

Command and teach these things.

1 Timothy 4:11

Indeed….

Morals may change.

Churches may change.

Societies may change.

People may change.

Nations may change.

But God’s Word remains the same!

For ever, O Lord, thy Word is firmly fixed int the heavens.

Psalm 119:89

No exceptions.

He said what He said.

(AND)

In that (alone) I find my hope & restore my peace.

hugs n’ blessings to all those who live the Truth.

anchor of my trust

I spent the day with my gal-pal, Saint Faustina Kowalska, yesterday. It was her Feast Day, so I snuck away (alone) for the day to my happy place and immersed myself in the joy of having her in my life.

For those who have been faithful visitors to my blog you know there are posts littered throughout this space about her! (Inner Silence, This is not a Test, All about Helen to name just a few!)

Every time I spend a moment with her – grace spills out mercifully – all over me. Today, as I share a few of my favorite excerpts from her Diary, may it reign down upon you too.

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down the rabbit hole

It’s time to get Real, people!

Blmaluso, creator of the wonderful somebodylovesmeblog, reminded me recently what Becoming Real means. I’ve woven together excerpts from her most recent blog post with a personal picture guide, in an effort to take you through these past few months while I have been away.

“Real isn’t how you are made,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.’

‘Does it hurt?’ asked the Rabbit.  

‘Sometimes,’ said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. ‘When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.’

‘Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,’ he asked, ‘or bit by bit?’

‘It doesn’t happen all at once,’ said the Skin Horse. ‘You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept.

Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
― Margery Williams BiancoThe Velveteen Rabbit

Do we understand what “real” love really is? 

Do we truly understand?

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