Happy Friday....get well soon please.

Reading my facebook and the prayer chains i am part of, i was stunned by how many people are ill...mentally and physically.  Some are dealing with summer colds - and let's face it, if you have a winter cold, people can sympathise, but if you have a summer cold...where is the chicken soup???   Some are battling other health issues, some are just so worn down mentally, they are sincerely struggling.  Sadly, many are just tired...tired of the constant struggles.  Financially, they will never see the end of the bills, emotionally, they are dealing with depression, feeling unloved, dealing with teenagers, sick kids, job struggles, marriage struggles.

And when you are depressed, tired, sick, worn down, you feel so incredibly alone.   God is far away, none of your friends pick up their phone, no one seems to answer their email or they are on vacation, a vacation you can't afford or take time to go on.  

You aren't alone.

When we are down, satan is at his strongest.  He tears into you, hitting you on all your weak spots, finding your vunerable spots and exploiting your pain.  That is when you scream OUT LOUD for God to hold you tight in HIS arms.  You call someone, and don't call once, call again, so if they aren't available right away, they will see you called several times and know you need them.   You are not allowed, but satan wants you to believe you are.  You have friends, but satan wants you to believe they don't care of you.   God is always with you, He will never leave you.  

Fight for the right to be happy, He loves you and so do i.

Good Morning Lord.

Today, I spent a lot of time praying for kids about to go back to school who are looking at it with dread and fear.  I used to love/hate school.  I loved getting out of the house, away from the issues there, but i hated going to school and dealing with the issues there.  Let's face it, there have always been mean kids and kids who were bullied. 
But now, it is so much worse.   There are kids who can't get away anywhere from the bullying day after day.   Kids use text and the internet to attack each other.  Some of our children can't find peace anywhere and so they harm themselves, or kill themselves, hoping to end the pain.
I pray for the kids who eat alone at lunch, who tried to hide their daily pain by covering their faces with a book, hoping no one notices them.  I pray for the kids who take every mean word to heart and believe they are no good and deserve to be picked on all day.
I am praying for the kid who sees no way out and can't find anyone to help them.
I am praying for the child who thinks harming themselves is the way to ease the pain that is building up inside.
And i am asking the Lord to put me in a childs path that is so lost, they need to see someone who will unconditionally love them and help them through the darkness. 
I am praying for the bully that is acting out because this is all they see at home...they are picked on and brought down, so they do the same.
Lord, i ask you help me be there, for my own kids when they are down, and other kids who are looking for someone to care for them.  Help our children see they are not alone, there are people who want to be there for them. 
Lord, help me be a better mother, friend, companion and helper.  Help me help those that are hurting, the way some helped me, when i had fallen down and couldn't find the strength to stand back up again.  Amen.
I love you. 

love heals

Hi Lord,
Today I had to say goodbye to a lady that has been part of my life for well over a decade, and while driving to the church,  I mentioned to Tim that it seems to be a time in our life where our friends are leaving us.   In one day,  two friends passed away.   On one hand,  I am devastated, on the other hand, I am happy there is no more pain,  they have reached their goal of heaven.   It is hard to cry when I imagine them as cancer free, dancing with their family who have already passed on.
But how long will it be before I don't open my email and expect a joke from jean, or sit down and start writing a letter to Annie?  
I found myself paying for friends and classmates.   I lost both my parents years ago,  I have adjusted to the feeling of being an orphan.   Several are now dealing with their parents being ill,  struggling with a variety of health issues. So many are losing the ones closest to them and are struggling with depression,  loss and loneliness.
I don't know who came up with time heals all wounds,  but I found love heals better than time.   My friends love and support healed me.  Knowing I am not alone,  that heals me.  And I pray I can be the for others.
You are never alone.   I love you.

Emotional Healing

Hi Lord....
Today is your day of rest. .. yet so many of my friends are struggling to rest their heart and mind.   So many stress points keep them up at night,  they get out of bed exhausted, and force themselves to go through the day.  They are using caffeine , sugar and 5 hour energy to keep going every day.   Lord,  please help us help each other.   Help us lean on each other,  strengthen each other and share what we have to give each other a full night of sleep.   I thank You for all I have been blessed with,  the people you have placed in my life and have made my life easier.   I pray I am a blessing to others.   I will pray for those who don't know that they have others near by to help them.   Help me,  help us, help them have a full night sleep.   I love you.

Hello Lord, How are You Today?

So, this morning, during my prayer time, i was asking God who needed prayer - and he said "everyone."  I must admit, that took me back for a second...EVERYONE, LORD?   really?

yes, everyone.

Right now, the world is spinning with the suicide of Robin Williams, and everyone i know has someone in their life that fights this awful disease.  They know someone who doesn't know how to breathe, because the darkness around them is so fierce, so horrible, they literally can't breathe.
And it is made worse by those who don't understand, who think it is just a phase someone is going through and they need to "snap out of it."
I went through ppd after i had Nate.  Oh my gosh, it was horrible.  I couldn't stop crying and everything seemed to fall in my path to make it worse.  Right after he was born, we received the death certificate of family murdered in concentration camps.  The boy was 2 years, 11 months.  I was holding my son, imaging him being dragged away and murdered.  Then the history channel had a show about concentration camps and had a scene in the gas chamber.  After being hysterical for about an hour, i cancelled the channel.  I still have bouts, and chose to take medication instead of suffering.
I realize now, that is what my mother had.  That is why she drank and took so many pills, she did what she did to try to battle away the walls of pain.  I wonder if my mother ever knew true happiness, people she grew up with in holland said she always was different, never satisfied.

Our military boys, all coming back, dealing with PTSD.   How many of them are dying a day, because they aren't getting the help they need?

How many families are ruined due to the blackness of depression?  How many kids don't know what a happy home is like because of depression?  How many friends do i personally have, that can barely get out of bed in the morning?

So i prayed.  And i prayed some more.

And i will keep praying for my family, my friends, my community, the world, that people in pain will reach out...and touch someone who cares.