I want to take a moment to wish you all a very merry Christmas! Though I don’t know most of you, you have all collectively become such a part of my life. As I write each week, I think about you and pray for God to give me whatever message He intends for that day in hope that my words can make a difference in your life. Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to read. I know we all have many things pulling us in many different directions, and you should know that I don’t take the privilege of being able to speak a few words each week into your lives lightly. I’m Taking a Break to Love on My Girls I love writing each week, but I spent most of last week getting things in order so I can take some time off to be…
Archive for December, 2013
“But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth His Son, born of woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, so that we might receive adoption as sons” (Galatians 4:4-5). A son, born to die––heaven sent––lay swaddled in a feeding trough. “For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given” (Isaiah 9:6). Immanuel––God with us. Christ the child, through whom salvation had finally come. I will provide a way, whispered God to His beloved. I will not leave you, nor will I forsake you. For, you are Mine. A promise, whispered throughout the ages, was fulfilled in that moment through the birth of this child––this beautiful child, full of grace––the Light of the world. And on that first Christmas morn, light shone like never before into the darkness, terrifying and commanding the powers of darkness to flee. But elsewhere, God spoke a soothing word to His…
Today’s the day! We only had one person enter to win Katie Davis’ book, Kisses From Katie. So, the winner (by default) is Paula!! Congratulations! You’re going to love this book!! And I’m so happy it’s message will be passed on to all those young girls you mentor! Paula, if you would kindly send me an email {laurie@lauriecoombs.org} with the address you’d like the book shipped to, I’d greatly appreciate it. Be sure to watch for next month’s giveaway!
This is my first attempt at writing a poem. It may be absolutely terrible, but I’m putting it out there anyway. Let me know what you think (and be honest––I can take it)! Darkness strikes. We recoil in fear, pain. Loss and grief threaten to pull us under as clouds, thick and impenetrable, envelope our being. Time, they say. Time is what you need. Time will heal. Time heals all wounds. But time passes, and though pain becomes dull, it remains. In the depths it remains, hidden––poison to the soul. Anger turns bitter. Bitterness rages within, undetected by the eye but known. Deep within. We cry out, desperately seeking solace––something to ease our hurt, but find nothing. Nothing eases the broken. The bed left empty. The voice forever silenced. Laughter nevermore to be heard. And we wonder, can hearts broken mend? Years pass. Still, time has not done its duty….