|
ABUSE:
Have you experienced abuse? Have you, or are you now, been sexually abused? Have you been, or do you continue
to be emotionally and physically abused? Trust me, I have been there, and I know that sometimes it helps to talk things out
with someone who understands. I am so thankful that someone offered their hand to help me, and lifted me in prayer to our
Heavenly Father. So, I am offering my hand to you. You need not go into detail, but if you find yourself in a situation
such as this, reach out and let me know. I will be there if you need a friend, and I will take you to the Throne of God.
Not now, but in the coming years,
It may be in the better land,
We?read the meaning of our tears,
And there, some
time, we?understand.
Then trust in God through all the days;
Fear not, for He doth hold thy hand;
Though
dark thy way, still sing and praise,
Some time, some time we?understand.
We?catch the broken thread again,
And
finish what we here began;
Heav?ill the mysteries explain,
And then, ah then, we?understand.
Refrain
We?know why clouds instead of sun
Were over many a cherished plan;
Why song has ceased when scarce begun;
?
there, some time, we?understand.
Refrain
God knows the way, He holds the key,
He guides us with unerring
hand;
Some time with tearless eyes we?see;
Yes, there, up there, we?understand.
|
 |
 |
 |
DEATH;
Death is hard to deal with for the people that are left behind, but it is even harder when the one that you lose
is your child. I have lost one, and still have trouble dealing with the emptiness that he left behind. If you need a shoulder,
or want to express your anger, frustration, concerns, email me through my contact page.
Asleep in Jesus! Bless?sleep,
From which none ever wakes to weep;
A calm and undisturbed repose,
Unbroken by the
last of foes.
Asleep in Jesus! Oh, how sweet,
To be for such a slumber meet,
With holy confidence to sing
That death has lost his venomed sting!
Asleep in Jesus! Peaceful rest,
Whose waking is supremely blessed;
No fear, no woe, shall dim that hour
That manifests the Savior?ower.
Asleep in Jesus! Oh, for me
May
such a bless?refuge be!
Securely shall my ashes lie
And wait the summons from on high.
Asleep in Jesus! Far
from thee
Thy kindred and their graves may be;
But there is still a bless?sleep,
From which none ever wakes to
weep.
|
|
 |
|
|
|
