Dear Brave Butterfly,
Be free...
Two simple words, yet often they feel so lofty. Sometimes I feel chained down by the expectations of others. The more I try to mold myself into someone else's view of who I should be, the more caged up I feel. God gently reminds me freedom comes in a different way - it comes from being me.
It was no mistake. I designed YOU to be YOU. Stop trying to be anyone other than who I designed you to be. Live in the freedom of being you!
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Fairytale ending
Dear Brave Butterfly,
Hi friend! Is anyone else chasing after the illusive fairytale?
Deep down I want it. I want to ride off with my true love into the beautiful sunset and live in this euphoric moment of love and bliss forever (just like all the Disney princesses). I want to experience unconditional love in every relationship. I want to experience a life free of aches and pain ... one where your body never fails you.
The worlds bombards me with messages convincing me I can buy the fairytale - the perfect wedding, the perfect body, the perfect clothes, the perfect solution to my growing number of wrinkles. These things help temporarily, and then that nagging feeling returns. My life is no fairytale.
Then it dawns on me. The fairytale is not for sale. The fairytale has been placed in my heart for a reason...it is my longing for heaven. And someday I WILL have the fairytale ending.
Hi friend! Is anyone else chasing after the illusive fairytale?
Deep down I want it. I want to ride off with my true love into the beautiful sunset and live in this euphoric moment of love and bliss forever (just like all the Disney princesses). I want to experience unconditional love in every relationship. I want to experience a life free of aches and pain ... one where your body never fails you.
The worlds bombards me with messages convincing me I can buy the fairytale - the perfect wedding, the perfect body, the perfect clothes, the perfect solution to my growing number of wrinkles. These things help temporarily, and then that nagging feeling returns. My life is no fairytale.
Then it dawns on me. The fairytale is not for sale. The fairytale has been placed in my heart for a reason...it is my longing for heaven. And someday I WILL have the fairytale ending.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Fear Not
Dear Brave Butterfly,
Hi friend! Lately I have been reminded to let go of my fears. They appear throughout the day threatening to drown out my joy in life. They create a barrier to me loving deeper. Here's to letting go of fear and holding on to God.
"Such love has no fear, because perfect love expels all fear."
- 1 John 4:18
Fear Not
The alarm clock beeps
Waking me from my sleep
A sleep so deep
My nightmare is still fresh in my mind
A conveluded web
Of running and enemies
My dream was dark and scary
But now you are with me
I remind myself of truth
You are loved, enough, and forgiven
You don't need to run
You can rest this side of heaven
I did not call you
To a life filled with fear
That is from the one
Who roams the world and brings on tears
Rest in my arms
Fall into my embrace
I'll hold on to you forever
I have given you my grace.
I cry out: I need your peace, I need your love
I need your strength & might
I need your joy, I need your arms
Without you I soar aimlessly like a kite
I breathe a sigh of relief
My head it starts to clear
God is bigger than the lies
I truly have nothing to fear
I head to work with peace
And go about my day
But slowly fear crawls back again
Making me aware I need to pray
The tension a reminder
Of my need for you each moment
For without you I am vulnerable
I simply am unable
Hi friend! Lately I have been reminded to let go of my fears. They appear throughout the day threatening to drown out my joy in life. They create a barrier to me loving deeper. Here's to letting go of fear and holding on to God.
"Such love has no fear, because perfect love expels all fear."
- 1 John 4:18
Fear Not
The alarm clock beeps
Waking me from my sleep
A sleep so deep
My nightmare is still fresh in my mind
A conveluded web
Of running and enemies
My dream was dark and scary
But now you are with me
I remind myself of truth
You are loved, enough, and forgiven
You don't need to run
You can rest this side of heaven
I did not call you
To a life filled with fear
That is from the one
Who roams the world and brings on tears
Rest in my arms
Fall into my embrace
I'll hold on to you forever
I have given you my grace.
I cry out: I need your peace, I need your love
I need your strength & might
I need your joy, I need your arms
Without you I soar aimlessly like a kite
I breathe a sigh of relief
My head it starts to clear
God is bigger than the lies
I truly have nothing to fear
I head to work with peace
And go about my day
But slowly fear crawls back again
Making me aware I need to pray
The tension a reminder
Of my need for you each moment
For without you I am vulnerable
I simply am unable
Monday, January 28, 2013
Unconditional
Dear Brave Butterfly,
Hi friend - remember as you walk through this day you are deeply loved from up above...
Unconditional
I am here for you
I have always been here for you
You matter to me
I know you
My love is beyond reason
Impossible to contain
Possible to receive
I love you
Nothing can make me stop loving you
My love is unconditional
I will never leave you
I am love
I know you
I love you
I am love
I AM
Hi friend - remember as you walk through this day you are deeply loved from up above...
Unconditional
I am here for you
I have always been here for you
You matter to me
I know you
My love is beyond reason
Impossible to contain
Possible to receive
I love you
Nothing can make me stop loving you
My love is unconditional
I will never leave you
I am love
I know you
I love you
I am love
I AM
Monday, January 14, 2013
The Bridge
Dear Brave Butterfly,
Hi friend! I have a thing about bridges. I am fascinated by how something suspended in the air can connect two things that were previously apart. Bridges are amazing...
The Bridge
I stand here, you over there. We are separated by a gap so vast it seems impossible we could ever be connected. I can feel the gap. I long for perfection in this world. I long for no more hurt, pain, or suffering. I long for a place where evil is gone and love conquers all. I long to be with you in paradise.
You tell me to come to you. You have provided a bridge. But the fog is dense - the pathway not visible to the naked eye. How can there be a bridge connecting two separate worlds? It's not possible. That concept defies logic and the laws of this world.
You whisper: You are right. It does defy logic and the laws of this world. This bridge is not from this world. It's not made by man.
I am puzzled. What kind of bridge is not made by man and can't be seen? If I step onto an imaginary bridge, I could lose my life.
Or you can gain it.
Gain it? How? What exactly is this bridge made of?
One part human, one part perfection. Only human perfection could bridge the gap.
Human perfection?
Yes. Humanness is on one side. I AM on the other. Only "human perfection" could bridge the gap.
How exactly do I cross this bridge?
It's simple. You believe this bridge connects us forever. You take a leap of faith.
I would like to believe it's that easy, but I am remindeded of the gap - an imperfect human on one side, a perfect God on the other side. It can't be that easy.
You whisper back: The path is narrow, but this bridge is available for all to cross. This bridge is my answer to the gap. Human perfection connects us forever. Step onto the bridge and stay on the bridge until you reach the other side.
I decide to take the leap of faith. I step onto the bridge named Jesus. The bridge carries me through this life to the next one. He bridges the gap forever.
Hi friend! I have a thing about bridges. I am fascinated by how something suspended in the air can connect two things that were previously apart. Bridges are amazing...
The Bridge
I stand here, you over there. We are separated by a gap so vast it seems impossible we could ever be connected. I can feel the gap. I long for perfection in this world. I long for no more hurt, pain, or suffering. I long for a place where evil is gone and love conquers all. I long to be with you in paradise.
You tell me to come to you. You have provided a bridge. But the fog is dense - the pathway not visible to the naked eye. How can there be a bridge connecting two separate worlds? It's not possible. That concept defies logic and the laws of this world.
You whisper: You are right. It does defy logic and the laws of this world. This bridge is not from this world. It's not made by man.
I am puzzled. What kind of bridge is not made by man and can't be seen? If I step onto an imaginary bridge, I could lose my life.
Or you can gain it.
Gain it? How? What exactly is this bridge made of?
One part human, one part perfection. Only human perfection could bridge the gap.
Human perfection?
Yes. Humanness is on one side. I AM on the other. Only "human perfection" could bridge the gap.
How exactly do I cross this bridge?
It's simple. You believe this bridge connects us forever. You take a leap of faith.
I would like to believe it's that easy, but I am remindeded of the gap - an imperfect human on one side, a perfect God on the other side. It can't be that easy.
You whisper back: The path is narrow, but this bridge is available for all to cross. This bridge is my answer to the gap. Human perfection connects us forever. Step onto the bridge and stay on the bridge until you reach the other side.
I decide to take the leap of faith. I step onto the bridge named Jesus. The bridge carries me through this life to the next one. He bridges the gap forever.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Human Being
Dear Brave Butterfly,
Hi friend! Recently I sat down on the brown chaise lounge in my bedroom to have time with God. I excitedly awaited what words of wisdom he might have for me. Like a puppy chomping at the bits, thoughts of what he might have me do rattled through my brain: I'm ready for it. Give it to me. I'm ready to go.
And then his words came to me - I know they were from God because these words never cross my mind naturally: "Slow down. Rest."
What? There must be some mistake. Maybe I am on the wrong frequency channel with God.
"Slow down. Rest."
But I'm ready to go! I can do it. I'm like a dog on a bone. Let me at 'em.
"Rest."
Really? Rest? Rest is hard for me. It's much easier for me to do than be. Being requires quiet. Being requires sitting still. Being requires giving up control. Being requires...well... being.
Be still and know that I am God.
Be still and know that I am.
Be still and know.
Be still.
Be.
Being is hard in a performance based culture. There are things to be done, items to be checked off the list. There are good distractions everywhere. I'm reminded of an article I read recently in Redbook magazine. It read, "I am not a human doing, I am a human being."
God did not create me to be a human doing. I am a human BEing.
Hi friend! Recently I sat down on the brown chaise lounge in my bedroom to have time with God. I excitedly awaited what words of wisdom he might have for me. Like a puppy chomping at the bits, thoughts of what he might have me do rattled through my brain: I'm ready for it. Give it to me. I'm ready to go.
And then his words came to me - I know they were from God because these words never cross my mind naturally: "Slow down. Rest."
What? There must be some mistake. Maybe I am on the wrong frequency channel with God.
"Slow down. Rest."
But I'm ready to go! I can do it. I'm like a dog on a bone. Let me at 'em.
"Rest."
Really? Rest? Rest is hard for me. It's much easier for me to do than be. Being requires quiet. Being requires sitting still. Being requires giving up control. Being requires...well... being.
Be still and know that I am God.
Be still and know that I am.
Be still and know.
Be still.
Be.
Being is hard in a performance based culture. There are things to be done, items to be checked off the list. There are good distractions everywhere. I'm reminded of an article I read recently in Redbook magazine. It read, "I am not a human doing, I am a human being."
God did not create me to be a human doing. I am a human BEing.
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