Dear Reader,

Under Strain

Badly Hurt

In Pain

Hearing Arguments

Enduring Fear

 Bearing Worry

Whatever you are going through, you aren't alone.

And I know if you are severely struggling that sounds cheesy

It probably would to me when something like that is happening to me

At that moment when things are going wrong

I tend to see a lack of God

A lack of law and justice

But God is there, even when the people you love are the people who are hurting you

God only wants you to do one thing

The right thing

He doesn't want you to be right or to argue

He wants you to take a step of faith

And trust in Him

He wants you to pray

But praying is hard

When you are bitter praying is often the last thing you want to do

It sounds like blowing dandelions and making wishes in the middle of a full blown battle

But God wants me to lay aside my bitterness and be vulnerable

To shed my hurt and give my wounds to the Healer

 But many times all I do is pitifully layer bandaids onto my wounds

And say "I'm ok God."

But God laughs and He says, "You are not my Child.

Stop trying to fix your wounds, your doubts, your pains, your anxieties

Because no one can heal them... 

But Me

So I want you to humble yourself and bow down

I want you to give yourself to me

I want you to willingly put your fate in my hands

I want you to put your small hand in Mine

And I want you to follow me and trust me

To heal your deep wounds

I want you to give me your heart

The whole thing"

You know what? We often forget just how jealously God loves us

He wants everything of us

He wants to love us forever and he wants to carry us in his all encompassing arms when our feet are too weak to continue

God loves you as if you were his child and bride at the same time

He loves with a love that is beyond any human measure

He loves like a jealous warrior that says "Do not put your hands on my daughter (or son), on my beloved or you will suffer."

But God is also like the patient Father of the prodigal son, His heart cries to see us when we leave

I can almost bet all of us would be angry at a girl who walks away and uses a boy who loves her (same the other way around)

How much more horrible is it to walk away from God Almighty whose love is beyond any human love

Yet he waits patiently

He is the one that holds all the keys to our hearts

The power to heal our deep wounds

But we chose band aids again

Beloved don't chose band aids, they'll never heal your wounds.

They can only hide what is rotting inside

Chose the One who Loved you before you even were

Not only can He heal your wounds but He can also give you a future

Even if you live on a battlefield, He can give you joy in your heart

The joy that comes from having one who loves you 

fight with you every step of the way

Chose Him 

<3 

Love,

Anna

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Let's talk below! How is God working in your life? Do you need prayers? Are the Hurricanes hitting your area? Whatever it is please join me in the comments below, I love talking to you guys!

Dear Reader,

It happened yesterday, logging back in to a website I barely use. Well of all the things I had started a debate club there and someone had answered. A very staunch leftist, and what was the argument? Abortion. And I have to admit, she was a good debater with a years of experience. She had built up every single proof and opinion, with all the studies and rest to prove her points. And I realized something right away. She is never going to get my point, not one bit because we aren't arguing on the same premises. It was like comparing oranges with apples.

And looking back there's something I realize.

When someone wants to believe something...they are going to believe it and there's not much you can do to change that belief.

Yesterday it was easy to get discouraged, easy to question: "What is this world coming to?"
 But then I found this verse.


 Remember your Creator
    in the days of your youth,
before the days of trouble come
    and the years approach when you will say,
    “I find no pleasure in them”—
² before the sun and the light
    and the moon and the stars grow dark,
    and the clouds return after the rain;
³ when the keepers of the house tremble,
    and the strong men stoop,
when the grinders cease because they are few,
    and those looking through the windows grow dim;
⁴ when the doors to the street are closed
    and the sound of grinding fades;
when people rise up at the sound of birds,
    but all their songs grow faint;
⁵ when people are afraid of heights
    and of dangers in the streets;
when the almond tree blossoms
    and the grasshopper drags itself along
    and desire no longer is stirred.
Then people go to their eternal home
    and mourners go about the streets.


Anna, how depressing! You are probably asking how in the world that cheered me up!
:) But it did, because not only was that poetry so beautiful but because it just slammed things into perspective.

 That day of trouble is coming.

But are we focusing on the city going up in fire behind us, or are we focusing on the sun rising in the sky beckoning the start of another day?

Are we drowning in day-to-day atrocities or are we helping people?

Are we...focusing on God?

Or are we focusing on the gazillion problems?

"Beloved..." God says. "My daughter, my son.... Did I give you the responsibility of fixing the world's problems? Did I dump the weight of the world on your shoulders? “Come to me, you weary and burdened child, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and in me, you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light. Not the world's yoke, my yoke. I'm doing this because I love you, and I want to go through this with you. I want you to be always close to me, so I can plough through these problems with you. I want you to be yoked to me always."

He loves you and me, that much.

Referring to where I started, I know how easy it is to get weary and burdened. I know how easy it is to read the news titles and lose hope in the world. I know how easy it is to even cry when you are watching news of war on TV. I've done all of these things.

I know this world spurns a soft heart but He loves your heart. He longs to have it.

 So I'll give him my heart...

And my tears will turn into a cry for justice
My hopelessness into a prayer for help
And He will hear, because He loves me.
And He will hear, because He loves you.

Remember your Creator, dear sisters and brothers.
 He's got the world in His hands, and you are His child.

Remember when we used to have these silly arguments with our friends?

"My Daddy is stronger than yours!"

"No mine is!"

Well...doesn't that put some perspective on it?

No matter what you are struggling with today...whether it's writing that book or discouragement, whether it's hopelessnes or hurt. ANYTHING.

Remember this...Your Daddy in Heaven is A LOT stronger than those things and He wants to help you. He yearns to help His beloved child.

So let Him. <3


Love,

Anna


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I decided to start a new sort of post, letter posts! These are just spur of the moment posts with no fancy headings or anything. Because in the times I feel I want to share something I usually don't get the time to make nice headings or format and add graphics. That means you'll always see the same heading and title. These are letters from my heart to yours. Let me know what you think and if you want any improvements or changes :) Let's talk below!