Fallen from Grace

He has fallen from grace. All the wonderful things I thought about him have now been harshly removed from my mind to be replaced by a bitterness and a sadness that rivals none.

How could he have been so insensitive? What possesses someone to show a complete lack of consideration for other people’s feelings? Was his sole motivation a need to see me cry? Was this some long ago planned vengeance that he just now has the opportunity to unleash?

I am hurt beyond words…..

And I am convinced that there is some wicked higher power that prevents me from moving on. How much longer must I live with this barren unhappiness, loving so much and yet unable to love who is most important? This sickness, because it is a sickness, has plagued me for far too long. I need to move on.

So I pray for strength. Like so many times before, I kneel before the All Mighty begging to be spared from my dilemma.

I hope he hears me.

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My Name Is Pride

If only some of us would see how our stubborn pride shuns the blessings that our Father has in store for us.

My name is Pride, I am a cheater.
I cheat you of your God-given destiny....because
you demand your own way.

I cheat you of contentment......because you
"deserve better than this."

I cheat you of knowledge......because you already
know it all.

I cheat you of healing......because you're too full of
me to forgive.

I cheat you of holiness.......because you refuse to
admit when you're wrong.

I cheat you of vision......because you'd rather look
in the mirror than out a window.

I cheat you of genuine friendship......because
nobody is going to know the real you.

I cheat you of love....because real romance
demands a sacrifice.

I cheat you of greatness in heaven....because you
refuse to wash another's feet on earth.

I cheat you of God's glory.....because I convince
you to seek your own.

MY NAME IS PRIDE. I AM A CHEATER.

You like me because you think I'm always looking out for you.
U-N-T-R-U-E.

I'm looking to make a fool of you.

God has so much for you, I admit, but don't worry........
If you stick with me
YOU WILL NEVER KNOW.

By Beth Moore

Creating a Monster

What have I done? 

As a new convert to writing blogs, I find expressing myself in such a manner extremely tedious. Truth be told, expressing any feeling other than anger is quite a bother. As I'm sure there are others who are just as angry as I am, I write for those who are unable to, who have no will to and who want to..... Yes all of .....those.

Hence my intervention is at hand.

To re-open myself to a world that once slew my heart is quite a daunting undertaking. Nevertheless, I will dedicate myself to this kind of "therapy" and for what it's worth, I hope to hell it works.