"It" Wins By Making Us Feel Alone

 

I stood beside him on the hill, watching streams of people go by. He looked at me and simply said, “I have never felt more at home. It is as if all of those rejected or left out by society have come together.” In that one small statement, I saw his pain, as he expressed a truth so many battling chronic illness feel.

Content, Whatever Lot I See

Lord, I would clasp Thy hand in mine,

Nor ever murmur or repine;
Content, whatever lot I see,
Since it is Thou that leadest me.

-from the hymn “He Leadeth Me, Oh Blessed Thought”

 

Silence is Sometimes Golden - Knowing When to be Silent

Life can really knock you around some days. Sometimes while you are still reeling from the first punch, the 2^nd, 3^rd, or 4^th one come right behind it. You can’t even catch your breath, let alone get back on your feet before you are knocked down again, and just when you think it can get no worse, you get “encouraged” by someone who really should learn the art of silence.