
My woundsare the gatewaythrough whichChrist entersmy heartfor it is not my strengththat calls to Himbut my weaknessmy povertymy painHe comes tomy place of needand comforts me there ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

Every suffering, every wound, every single setback, tragedies included, is not your ruining, but in Christ’s hands, it is your becoming. ~Sister Mary Grace
In the spiritual wilderness, where God feels far away. Nothing feels real. Nothing seems to satisfy. But this is just a season. It will not last. The Lord is always near and he is always true. This is not my first time in this place. I have been here before. The scenery changes, but…

Silence healsbut not beforerevealing my woundsin stillnessmy fears ariseanger and shameoverwhelm meI cannot fightI cannot runI remainI surrenderto the truthonly love can defeatthese demons that tauntand tempt me ~Robert Van Valkenburgh
God is showing me that I can either worship Him or other people’s opinions, but I cannot do both. I think this is part of what it means in Exodus 34:14 (NIV) when it says, “Do not worship any other god, for the Lord, whose name is Jealous, is a jealous God.” We cannot serve more…

Sometimes the wayI least want to gois precisely the waythe Lord requiresfor me to traveland the place I fear beingabove all othersis exactly where heneeds me to stayHis will is perfectit defies understandingthe mystery of his lovewill carry me throughthis confusion and fear ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

“Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.” ~Luke 22:42
In a world that worships busyness, stillness is a form of dissent. In a world addicted to distraction, silence is an act of rebellion. Contemplation is revolutionary. Be still. Be silent. Be. ~Robert Van Valkenburgh

Lord Jesus Christson of Davidplease help meto accept your graceyour mercyyour forgivenessyour friendshipthese giftsI do not deserveyet are givenso freelyplease aid mein my surrenderto your love ~Robert Van Valkenburgh