Come unto me all who are weary and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28
Coffee Time with the King
Listening to God’s Word
leads us to follow Him and obey His Word.
We develop a relationship with Him
which instills in us the desire and passion to love all people.
As God’s children and
followers of his Word,
we must take one another’s gifts individually
and combine them together to create an empire
that works for His cause.
A heart that feels what God feels
is compassionate and one with eyes that sees what God sees
prompts a follower to reach out to those in need.
A mouth that speaks God’s Word is
a mouth that will share
His love and salvation to all in this world.
A heart that loves as God loves will touch all walks of life.
When a seed is planted,
if it is cultivated, watered and loved
it will grow and become healthy and strong.
One hand reaching to help another develops
many hands reaching out to many and
from there the world can experience change.
© 2008 Allison M. Miller
What is Wrong With Me?
In 2006 I left behind a life of brokenness, pain and emptiness and was brought under the wing of our mighty and glorious God. Though I had no clue what was happening at the time, I wrote down all the emotions and pain I was experiencing the day before I boarded a plane to travel 10,000 miles back to my family, friends, and church. Though I had no idea how I got from point A to point B, but I believe it was by the hand of our magnificent Creator! Praises and Glory to Him forever and ever!
Sick
Feel My Spirit is crushed
Can’t write feelings down because not private
Nothing personal at all in my life
Nothing that defines me surrounds me
Spiraling out of control
Cannot perform a menial task without forcing myself
Despise this place I live
Do not have intimacy
Feel exhausted
Tired and lonely
Cannot “take care” of everyone – not even me
Feel betrayed
The trust is broken
Drinking and partying goes on
The affairs and alcohol have broken my heart
Do not know what is wrong with me
Feel out of touch with life and who I am
Can’t wait for the night, then can’t wait for the day
Everyday is an effort to survive
No where to have space
Can’t go outside, afraid
Obsessed with appearance
Feel detached
Miss the laughter
Not validated
Here with me, but not
Always looking at everyone else, but not me
No conversation-just surface
Doesn’t listen to me
Too much to handle
Scared, lonely, so, anxious, homesick
Where is Allie?