VIRB

It's been almost a fortnight since my sweet sister-n-law Amy went to be with my Jesus. This was the most un-settling, emotional, spiritually challenging experience I've ever been through. Praise God for unmerited Grace and Mercy! Coming straight back into school after missing two weeks was as easy as lying down and catching hold of a train moving 100mph. The train keeps passing around, swiftly keeps moving on, but each type I fall short climbing aboard. This is it really, after a trauma such as this, the support of friends, family, and peers serves as a sort of sedative, but the real battle to get moving takes place within yourself and your own emotions. The fight of giving up challenges the resolution of pressing on, and we know pressing on MUST prevail regardless of how much giving up appeases the flesh. Staying out of your mind, and staying in the realm of your spirit so that you can grasp the opportunity the Lord is giving to you to make it aboard that train. Life presses on, its easy to lie down beside the tracks wondering where it came from, where it's going, why you fell off, and if there was ever a reason for you to be apart of it. But I tell you this, God strengthens even when you are confused, angry, discouraged... even AT Him. If you insist upon standing and moving, even at a slow pace, towards greater heights in God, regardless if your clear which way to go, you will find that the Grace of God will go on. Praying in the Spirit aloud, worshiping Him aloud, and reading the Word aloud, all these will get you moving. They will lift you up, placing you on the train that seemed impossible to ever be apart of again.