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Listen to God with a broken heart. He is not only the doctor who mends it, but also the father who wipes away the tears.

When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.

The Anatomy of Conflict: If there is no communication then there is no respect. If there is no respect then there is no caring. If there is no caring then there is no understanding. If there is no understanding then there is no compassion. If there is no compassion then there is no empathy. If there is no empathy then there is no forgiveness. If there is no forgiveness then there is no kindness. If there is no kindness then there is no honesty. If there is no honesty then there is no love. If there is no love then God doesn't reside there. If God doesn't reside there then there is no peace. If there is no peace then there is no happiness. If there is no happiness ----then there IS CONFLICT BECAUSE THERE IS NO COMMUNICATION!

I feel the healing hands of God touch my heart and kiss my soul.

But no matter how much evil I see, I think it’s important for everyone to understand that there is much more light than darkness.

Don’t feel bad about feeling bad. Don’t be frightened of feeling afraid. Don’t be angry about getting angry. There is no need to give up when we are feeling depressed. Nor should we be dismayed at the grief which often accompanies the outgrowing of anything which needs outgrowing. We can be glad that our soul is speaking to us and pushing us onwards. We frequently need to persevere with a period of inner turmoil before the dust can settle and be swept out the door.

Thank you Heavenly Father. You heard my petition. You have answered my plea. May your name be glorified and be praised.

You can’t selectively numb your anger, any more than you can turn off all lights in a room, and still expect to see the light.

My grace is sufficient for thee. The words soothed her soul like a healing balm.

Lift up your heads, ye people, lift up your faces, too, open your mouths to sing His praise, and the rain will fall on you.

We are not to be occupied with our feelings or symptoms, or our faith or lack of faith, but only with what God has said

The glory of God is as destructive of evil as it is creative of good.

Pain believes itself to be the force that pushes everyone away. But God says that pain is the invitation that He could never throw away.

God is great! In times of pain, He gives power. In times of sickness, He provides healing and after a loss, He is able to restore what was lost.

God holds every tear in the hallow of His hand, and each one that we shed is intermingled with a thousand of His own. And someday He will welcome us home, draw us deep into His embrace and let the tears of both spill on the floor, never to be collected again.

I will always love you, but I am not God. I will sometimes hurt you, because I am not God.

My relationship with God is now healthier than it has ever been, because before I thought I deserved a cure, or miracle like those described in the Bible. If God is a healer, why won't he heal me? What I know now is that there is a purpose behind his every action and the actions of his son, and I don't have to look to be healed in order for my own happiness and a life lived well.

You can run away from yourself so often, and so much, just because the broken pieces of you cut your feet too deeply if you stay around for too long. But then what if someone were to come along and pick up those pieces for you? Then you wouldn't have to run away from yourself anymore. You could stop running. If someone sees you as something worth staying with— maybe you'll stay with yourself, too.

Even when muddy your wings sparkle bright wonders that heal broken worlds.

What if you could pick one day of your life, and everything would stop changing, every day would be similar and comparable to that one day, you'd always have the same people with you? If you could do that, would you do it? Would you pick that day and make that choice? We crave for things to stop changing, we wish that things would never change. But if we got what we wanted, there are so many things that are better, that we would never, ever know about. Sure, things would stay the same as that one wonderful day, but then there would be nothing else out there, ever. So can you remember the very first day when everything really did begin to change? Is there a thing that can remind you? Mine is a blue rose, and that's when everything began to change because that's the day I began to believe in things I never believed in before; the day I found three blue roses. Think about your first day of change, can you remember all the new heights you've soared since that day? All the new people? All the better things and times? Would you throw all of that time away? I wouldn't. Instead, I want to finally accept all the things that I couldn't change, which led to me being right here, right now. Maybe we all carry around inside us one day we wish we could keep forever, something we wished never did change. It's time to let go of that day, and soar.