Cry on My Shoulder

You are never alone, My beloved.

When you hurt, I hurt, and it breaks My heart to watch you cry without me.

I am here with you, desiring to be the shoulder your tears fall on.

I too walked the world broken, My love.

We will work through any and all things together, heart.

Call out My name, Jesus, in your dark hours, and I will hold you.

Will you give Me a chance to love you back to life again?

I promise that you will see the light of a new day and joy will come again.

Love,

Your Prince who will wipe away your tears

[Sheri Rose Shepherd]


 

He will once again fill your mouth with laughter and your lips with shouts of joy. [Job 8:21]

Advertisements

interesting

“I choose to identify with the underprivileged. I choose to identify with the poor… I choose to give my life for those who have been left out of the sunlight of opportunity… This is the way I’m going. If it means suffering a little bit, I’m going that way. If it means sacrificing, I’m going that way. If it means dying for them, I’m going that way, because I heard a voice saying, `Do something for others.’”

— MLK

17 things i’m liking right now

1. the bird keychain that Eelasor bought in Chicago. it’s a seagull that poops.

2. knees. because without them you would have to lift your entire leg in order to walk. that’s a whole lot of work. just think about it. nah, i don’t want to think about it.

3. mia’s hair. it looks nice. when can my hair be that length again?

4. there are a whole lot of asians walking around in the Richardson Library. I’m not used to it.

5. rolling my head around and feeling my neck make little popping sounds.

6. the soreness i get in my back after a great workout.

7. walking in early to something + having a good hair day

8. the soreness i feel in my fingers and tiny hand muscles after plenty of piano drills

9. using up my practice time effectively

10. clean sheets

11. getting my allergy shots because getting shots are fun

12. sunny days

13. windows

14. macbooks without viruses

15. daydreaming about the day i will finally have the discipline to get someone to get rid of the virus on my mac

16. realizing that i haven’t named my mac yet

17. naming my macbook “Dave” because it will annoy jie jie because she thinks my Custard minions should be Dave but instead i think i shall name my laptop Dave

 

Father I’m Running

Home – Phil Wickham

Come riding on a rushing wind
Blow through our hair and touch our skin
I wanna feel You now like I felt You then

Strip away my calloused heart
Set Your arrow, hit Your mark
Can You take me back to where love starts?
Can You take me back to where You are?

I know You’ve heard this all before
When I’m down and crying on the floor
Singing, ‘I want You and nothing more’

Well I’m breaking in my heart tonight
I’ve tried to stand, I’ve tried to fight
But I cannot see without Your light
No, I cannot breathe without You

When I saw You, I was ashamed
You were pure and I was stained
But You ran to me and You called my name
There were tears of joy upon Your face

Father, I’m running, Father, I’m coming home
‘Cause I cannot go on
Your child is running, Father, I’m coming home
Back into Your arms


But while she was still a long way off, her father saw her and felt compassion, and ran and embraced her and kissed her. And the daughter said to him, “Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you I am no longer worthy to be called your daughter.”

But the father said to his servants, “Bring quickly the best robe, and put it on her, and put a ring on her hand, and shoes on her feet. And bring the fattened calf and kill it, and let us eat and celebrate. 

For this my daughter was dead, and is alive again, she is lost, and is found.” 

Luke 15: 20-24