point of view

Although I could write many things about my beautiful biological sister,  this is about one of my little sisters in the family of Christ.   My sister is strong. The others, when they start to act tough and they vow they'll never care about anything again you know they just can't handle it anymore. The others, they're so angry because this isn't right, this isn't the way it's supposed to be that they give up hope of learning what it IS supposed to be like. Somehow, my sister's not like that. Me, I haven't had a quarter of her hardship written into my story I, at her age, wasn't anywhere near so resilient. My sister still dreams. She is strong enough to love the way the winter branches kiss the sky She is strong enough to want to care for the more vulnerable She is strong enough to love the people who make life so difficult for her She is so strong, she still knows how to cry. My sister is a very special person....

This is a rather belated New Year's post, but I've been thinking about it for a while so I thought I would still go ahead and post it. For 2016 I chose to think on the word "Faithfulness", to try to keep in front of me how the Lord has been faithful to me and what I have in front of me to be faithful with. As I look back on my thoughts from last January I am humbled by the abundant grace and kindness the Lord has shown to me. To be honest, I entered 2016 with a predominant feeling of dread. How, I wondered, was I to soldier on through the limitations and difficulties of the life God has given me? I wasn't finding much to anticipate with any sense of joy, but I knew that the Lord would lead me and give me enough to survive whatever He had in store. And He was faithful. Faithful in the midst of a crazy work schedule + class + regular pain from a year-long dental issue that ended in oral surgery = more exhaustion than I've ever had to walk through, f...