Father, I come to Thee in pain today, Driven by sorrow too great to endure, My soul is left alone, confused and empty, Stripped of everything that used to be sure. How shall I face tomorrow, with this pain? How can I live this moment, live this day? When everything inside me is so weary,…
Archive | May, 2010
Single-Minded Perspective: He Is Good
by April H. My life journey is different than perhaps many of YLCF’s readers (although maybe it is more the same than it looks on the surface). I spent the first 22 years of my life in Japan with parents who also happened to be dedicated missionaries. From childhood through my passage into adulthood, they…
Forgiveness
by Theresa Wright The Lord has been teaching me about forgiveness. He has a way of piercing to my heart with these lessons! Sometimes I want Him to stop working so I don’t have to go through the bother of being challenged, but when I really stop and think about it, I get excited! The…
Springtime
Spring time comes with flow’ring bud To show us all that God is Love. In the sparkling diamonds on the grass, Are lessons to learn in Nature’s class. And the birds singing overhead– A choir that by heaven is lead– Point us once again above And in their song sing, “God is Love!” For every…
The Beauty of Separation
Our own Ashleigh wrote a guest post on another site a while back on beauty—the beauty of separation. Ashleigh’s words on nurturing her relationship with her Marine husband John while separated by oceans, continents, and months reminded me of the beauty of my own long-distance courtship. We knew it was a good thing then. But…
The Beginning of Real Love
by Theresa Wright I’m not his wife yet, but now is a precious time of “playing wife” before it really matters. I do these little things and laugh inside knowing that these are dim, small things in comparison to the opportunities I’ll have when we’re married, living life day in and day out on the…
The Basic Rules For Clotheslines
As soon as the sun starts getting higher and the snow starts melting, a certain, old feeling creeps into my heart. Its that “hanging out the wash” kind of a feeling, and as soon as it is possibly warm enough to just maybe dry instead of freeze the clothes I’ve hung out to dry, the…
Mother’s Day emotions
written last Mother’s Day Since I got married just a few short weeks after Mother’s Day, every Mother’s Day since my wedding I’ve celebrated as a mother. That first year I had a little one growing beneath my heart–and a terrible flu bug (baby’s daddy had it too–it wasn’t just morning sickness!). The next year…
