The valley of the shadow of death

I never knew that the valley of the shadow of death could mean that parts of me need to die, and that sometimes, the Good Shepherd, in His love, leads us right into it. Until He did.
Life is full of pain, conflict, issues, and suffering. We all experience heartaches and face struggles in life, and sooner or later, we will go through life-shattering experiences. This page, this corner of my blog, is dedicated to any wrestling through my own pain and suffering, disappointment I face, through the heartaches I see around me, and my attempt in making sense of that in my faith in Jesus and His kingdom.
Every word here comes with a breathed prayer that somehow, all of this will lead me, and you, closer to Him.

I never knew that the valley of the shadow of death could mean that parts of me need to die, and that sometimes, the Good Shepherd, in His love, leads us right into it. Until He did.

“I bow down before the King. I give you everything.” I sang it with all my heart. In my mind’s eye, I saw myself bowing down before the King in heaven and giving Him my everything. Then, my mind wandered…

“Think about small children,” the Lord says to me. “They always want the dessert. They sometimes stubbornly want the unhealthy stuff, the chocolates, the cookies, the cakes, the candies, and don’t want anything else.” “But as a good and loving…

It was a simple question she asked me: ‘What would you long to be part of the future you’re seeking God for?‘ I did not respond for several days. I did not know how to. I knew it is a…

I am not sure how many times I have heard the story of the Israelites, the countless miracles the Lord has done to deliver them out of Egypt, and then followed their journey through 40 years in the wilderness. It’s…

Private conversations: Maybe I've got trust issues? As I keep walking with the Lord, and learn to trust Him more deeply, I will leave this conversation with you from a while ago.

I often wonder how to achieve that, this perfect peace the Bible talks about. Today, something about that struck me. Peace is always there. It does not evade me. I evade peace.

This season, when the trees are on fire, and the days are getting shorter and darker, might be a reflection of your life: Fires everywhere, and it’s getting darker and heavier by the minute. Then this, my friend, this is for you.

When we’re out in the wilderness, the dichotomy of our soul comes at us in full force, and the howling so loud that it pierces our ears. It’s there, out in the wilderness, between believing and not believing, where we need to remember His promises.

I struggle to make sense of faith, of the believing and yet somehow not believing, of the joyfully praising one day, and not sure what is true and right the next day. It’s the dichotomy of my soul.