Life is Hard but God is Faithful!

     I have a rough couple of days to say the least.  Life is just plain HARD a lot of the time!  I certainly feel like I have been dealt my share of trials and tribulations.  But I know that Satan's main targets are the Believers.  Especially those who have a powerful testimony.  I do.  Just when I think things are going really smooth, my feet are knocked out from under me.  My family never understands me and often I don't know how to have a conversation with them.  They say love is an action and not a feeling.......lately both seem to be scarce.  Being an adult survivor of childhood sexual abuse is a challenge.  A challenge because anyone who cannot relate like to this type of abuse like to label you with all sorts of names and that is hurtful.  I doubt if my husband and my children will ever understand me and that scares me.  But if so, then I have to keep on persevering because this is a race that  will finish alone if I have to.  God is my biggest fan.  He's my running buddy too!  I can hardly wait for the day when we unite, I am ready.  But until that day I have to make the very best that I can to do whatever it takes to glorify God!  

My Alabaster Box

The room grew still as she made her way to Jesus while she stumbled through the tears that made her blind.  She felt so much pain and some spoke in anger as she heard folks whispering, " There is no place for her kind!"  But still she came through the shame that flushed her face until at last she knelt before His feet.  Although she spoke no words everything she said was heard as she poured her love for the Master from her box of alabaster.

I have come as well to pour my praise on Him like oil from Mary's alabaster box.  Don't be angry if I wash His feet with my tears and I dry them with my hair.  You weren't there the night He found me, you did not feel what I felt when He wrapped His love all around me.  You don't know the cost of the oil in my alabaster box.  I will not forget the way my life used to be.  I was a prisoner to the sins that had me bound .  I was spending all my days pouring my life without measure into a little treasure box I thought I'd found until the day my Jesus came to me!  He healed my soul with the wonder of His touch!  So now I'm giving back to Him all the praise He is worthy of!  I have been forgiven and that's why I love Him so much .   You will never know the cost of my praise and you will never know the cost of my oil in my alabaster box!