Love is difficult Cinders - those who love wear their hearts for all to see - just as our Lord did when he was crucified for all. I learned when my husband left what true love was - it actually is being vulnerable - yet to learn to embrace the vulnerableness (if that is a word) and grow with it. We are afraid to truly love because we don't want to be hurt or have our feelings hurt all the time.

When I gave in to just plain loving anyway - my inner being became much stronger.

Cinder - there is such a difference in you than when you first came here. Your strength shines thru. Many gravitate toward it for the comfort it brings to them. They need you. You have a purpose - you just don't see how you are fullfilling it.

Life is life........and very horrible sometimes for many people. God is here........and he is in you........and because of that, when others are hurt your hand is reaching out to them to comfort them.

We have a woman in our town - who has 2 types of breast cancer - one being invasive and 1 being non-invasive. She has a blog which she lives for where she writes the story of her cancer since it began 2 or 3 years ago. Details, pictures, feelings, stuggles, sufferings unimaginable - and all with a heart beyond any I've seen - and also with a great faith and love for God. She helps many others with cancers or life threatening diseases get thru day by day. She is a survivor of each moment of life and loves all people and wishes only to reach out with love to help. God could reach down and heal her and we all pray for that. Yet what she has done for so many has come because of this ugly, ugly disease. I can't argue with that.....her heart touches my soul and makes me want to give that much more.

there is a God Cinder.......and He loves soooooooo much.......and he shines thru you. you offer comfort with such a sweetness. it is a healing place to come over to your thread and listen to you speak with your words of love.

it does hurt..........

but you are sooooooo loved.......and give so much love. indeed i see God in you all the time. thank you for that



brue


I'm alive, I'm happy - why shouldn't I tell the world I've got my head screwed back on just fine.
Life is good for the Brue!