The Kind of Love that Heals
I used to think that love is all we need in order to heal other people’s hurts. I used to think that if we could only give that love to the very best we could, we’d have the power to change other people’s lives for the better. But why is it that after giving everything we could, we are still met with pain and frustration? Why is it that after so many years of trying to prove our love, wounds are still hurting and people remain unchanged? Can’t love really heal our hurts? (continue)
Let Stillness Be Your First Step to Healing
How do you find stillness amidst the storm of all your daily concerns? How do you find peace when there are mouths that need to be fed, when there are expectations that need to be met, when people around you are hurting and counting upon you alone? (continue)
Before we could attain true healing, we must first recognize our wounds. Before we could rebuild our sense of worth, we must first acknowledge how broken it really is. Where is your self esteem founded? (continue)
The Path to Forgiveness as the Path to Freedom
The problem with unforgiveness is that it seeks healing from the same person who caused us pain. We think that with our anger, we can force the offender to apologize and to make up for all the wrong things he has done to us. But such a path of thinking only gives our power away to someone who is least capable of healing us. How can we expect him to change in a very short span of time and make a complete turnaround from being a villain to being an angel of healing? (continue)
A Little Piece of Heaven
Rich and poor alike are dying within, the humanity of their souls being sucked away either by the necessity of their survival or by their meaningless ambitions. Where then can we find that little piece of heaven, that small flame of hope that would keep us from stumbling in the dark? I urge you to look more closely, for it is there, streaking through the thick fog, making its way through the darkness. Rich and poor alike are dying within, the humanity of their souls being sucked away either by the necessity of their survival or by their meaningless ambitions. Where then can we find that little piece of heaven, that small flame of hope that would keep us from stumbling in the dark? I urge you to look more closely, for it is there, streaking through the thick fog, making its way through the darkness. (continue)
How Do I Know God Loves Me?
We crave for love, so much so that we look for it even in the worse of people who only hurt us and fail us constantly. Somewhere at the back of our minds, a voice tells us we can find that love in God, that He has loved us ever since, and that He is the One who has really loves us most. But… how can we know He loves us when we cannot even see Him? (continue)
Why Is My Cross Heavier?
Have you ever felt those times when the cross you’re carrying seems heavier than it should be? Much heavier than you can bear? Much heavier than the crosses other people are carrying? In fact, why carry your heavier cross? (continue)
What Is the Meaning of Your Life Right Now?
Many times, it isn’t the difficulty we’re experiencing that truly matters, but the meaning we’re able to give to whatever it is we’re going through. What is the meaning of your life right now? If you are hurting, what meaning could you possibly give to your sufferings? If you are joyful, what meaning have you found in your happiness? (continue)
God is the one who loves you most, with your garbage, limitations, and problems, as well as the beauty that you may not be able to see at this time. Nothing in your life could make you any less beautiful in God’s eyes. You do not want to make the mistake of thinking you need to impress God. God is walking toward you always arms outstretched, able to help you find meaning in everything. What is most needed is that you allow God to impress you. Let God impress you with his love. Even if you feel nothing when you read about God’s love for you, keep believing. One day you will no longer need to believe, because you will know. – Kathryn J. Hermes, FSP
Your joy is not in your sadness nor in your confusion.
Your joy is not in the darkness where you are.
Your joy is not lost.
Your joy is not broken.
It is stored somewhere safe,
protected against all harm.
God Himself protects it!
God keeps it secure,
where not even the most piercing grief could touch it.
Your joy is in GOD’S LOVE
and God’s Love is always upon you.
LOVE NEVER FAILS.