Healing Hands

I am so tired. I am in so much pain. My body is exhausted. My energy is gone. Waking up in the morning is a battle that I barely win. My mind is clouded. Focusing on anything takes all of my strength. Sleep is stolen by the pain. 

I am so blessed. I live each day. I see the sky. The light shines through the clouds. The rain falls from the heavens. I receive strength to endure each moment. I am given time to do all that needs doing. Peace comes to wipe away my tears. 

It is HIM. My Healer. My Comforter. My Friend. 

Jesus Christ. 

He loves me. He gives me life each day. He opens my eyes to see the sky. He is the light that shines through the trials. He is the rain that reminds me of God's love. He is my Strength to endure each moment. He gives me time to do all that needs doing. He is the Peace that wipes away my tears. 

He is my Savior. 

I love Him. But He loves me more. 

He suffered for me. All my sins. All my pains. All my sicknesses. All my infirmities. He knows it all. He FELT it all. In the Garden of Gethsemane and again on the cross. 

Because He loves me. 

Why would He feel all of those horrible things only to stand by and watch me shake amidst the fierce winds and stumble in the flood of trials. 

He didn't, and He won't. He is always there. Always waiting. Always willing. He offers me his hands. His healing. The scarred hands that heal the "wounded soul and bind up the broken-hearted." 

His Healing Hands reach out to me. His gentle voice whispers, "Come unto me." 

I lift my head. Sarada. I look up. My trembling hand reaches out. 

His fingers close around mine. His peace encircles me. 

I am going to be ok. 

Life is Beautiful

Life is beautiful.

It is uncertain and hard. Painful and heart-wrenching. Yet life is beautiful.

All the pain, the sorrow. It helps us to feel the joy, the peace.

As I have lived, I have felt the pain of heartache, the joy of love, the peace of God. Every moment has helped me to discover who I am and what I can become.

It is a glorious journey of discovery. Discovering myself, discovering the earth, discovering God.
Mistakes and sin are painful. God knew this, so He sent to us the most pure and Holy One, Jesus Christ, the ultimate Healer. He is the Savior. He can heal any would: physical, mental, emotional, or spiritual.

He will not abandon us to wander in the darkness alone. With His light, the shadows flee and the world appears in all of its glorious splendor.

And oh how beautiful it is.