The emotion that can break your heart is sometimes the very one that heals it...

Gods forgot that ever I lived... Hes forgot...and He never cared nohow....He smoothed her brown rough-palmed hand he held her hands to keep her from jerking herself away from his admonishing Oh tis not true the words yere a-sayin Cean Smith and well ye know it. Never does He forget a child o Hisn. Tis His children that forget that He is rememberin. Get on yere knees and climb on them up to the shelter o His arms. Knock on His ears with yere prayers. Creep into His arms Cean Smith and lay yere head on His bosom and Hell hold ye closer than inny man ye ever love can ever hold ye. Hell lay His hand on yere head and yell stop yere restless fightin against His will. Hell shut yere pitiful little mouth from complainin against Him. Yell hush and be comforted....She dared him to prove his saying Then pray fer Him to do them things fer meHe prayed and when he had finished Ceans will was as water to Gods will and Ceans tears were softening and healing to her heart.

As the books of Job Jeremiah and Habakkuk clearly show God has a high threshold of tolerance for what appropriate to say in a prayer. God can handle my unsuppressed rage. I may well find that my vindictive feelings need Gods correction - but only by taking those feelings to God will I have the opportunity for correction and healing.

They say there is six degrees of separation between you and another person. However when people are praying for you there are only two degrees.

Never mistake the uncomfortable feeling of insecurity and the fear of the unknown with the Holy Ghosts promptings. Sometimes those feelings are simply Satan keeping you stuck where you are because he knows you will have a half-life there. He knows that you will spend half of your life disconnected discontented and convincing your mind of what its heart will never accept. He knows when you have settled gave up and didnt try. Inaction is his greatest weapon while regret is his second.

I wish on one of the stars for divine orchestration and save the rest of them for all of the other girls in the world who will feel like I do tonight.

I kept waiting for the part where Id finally know who I was some flashing neon moment of relief but it never came.

If I had an .MP3 of your heartbeat I might actually get some sleep.

That last time you kissed me my heart slid past your teeth down into the center of your chest trapping us both in a stainless cage.

I met a boy whose eyes showed me that the past present and future were all the same thing.