Finding breath and beauty amidst the storm

Tag: God's strength

His vast strength

In the last few weeks, I have wondered if ComeSoAlive.com was finished.  I wondered, “How do I show others ‘coming alive’ when I am so destroyed right now?  I’m only writing about how hard life is.  I sound like Eeyore.”

These posts of honesty and pain and sadness are what I need right now.  I have had days that I’ve asked God to help me write, because it’s healing and what I needed.  But this darkness isn’t lifting anytime soon, and you may all trickle away in the meantime. 

So, I thought, “Maybe I should stop writing for a while.”

On the website, I organize the different posts by categories, such as “Beauty in the Storm.”  I typed thoughts during five years of epilepsy and, when I started Come So Alive, I thought that material, “Beauty in the Storm,” was what I would mostly use for posts…until I ran out of those entries.  (I figured it may be a short-lived website.)

Yet, week after week, God has surprised me with blog posts that aren’t about epilepsy.  Some certainly have been but, amazingly, I frequently wrote posts the day I published them that I couldn’t have even written four or five days before, because part of the story hadn’t happened yet.  I have added new categories to the website as the topic list grew.  I didn’t think “Eeyore” would be a great category to add though so I’ve wondered.

I can’t, He can . . . I’ll let Him

Confession:  I’m not really a morning person.  I don’t hate mornings and I don’t sleep in late, but I’m not terribly interested in getting up nice and early to catch the sunrise either. 

Once Cody’s seizures started, all while he was asleep, I didn’t sleep…  I would sort of sleep but the slightest noise woke me up.  Needless to say, mornings became even rougher.

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