Wednesday, December 19, 2018

5 Tips For Young Superintendents

Posted by Rachel on December 19, 2018 in Church,

In a Seventh-day Adventist Church, being a superintendent is a crucial task. They are the ones planning, organizing and overseeing the Sabbath School Program(the first part of our church service), which lasts for an hour.

Being a superintendent at a young age can be overwhelming. I had my first superintendent task this year. It was a challenging yet rich experience for me. Struggling with insecurity and anxiety, I was able to learn to put that aside and focus on what's important-serving Jesus.

I remember feeling lost by the lack of training and experience, that I looked to the internet for tips from fellow Adventists, and I only found a few.

I'd like to share with you some tips that I learned along the way.

1. Focus on Jesus.

This is the most important tip I can give you. There will be a lot of distractions thrown in, that can make you lose your focus, your true purpose on why you're doing this. Make a mental note to always look to Jesus. You are doing this because of Him. One verse that has helped me out a lot, one I write all over my "superintendent notebook" is this:

"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart as working for the Lord, not for men." Colossians 3:23

Try to memorize it by heart and repeat it to yourself when you feel lost and exhausted with the tasks and duties piling up.

2. Plan and prepare.

I recommend having a "superintendent notebook" where you can write your opening remarks, participants' names, and contact numbers, or even have a space where you can journal your thoughts to God. Having a steady notebook where you can write superintendent related thoughts will come in handy.

Pray for and choose your participants wisely. Try to scan around the congregation and look for new faces you can approach to give a part in the service. Always get your participants' contact number so you can remind them a day before.

Through this, they can also let you know if an emergency occurred, and they might not make it; which gives you time to look for another one. Be sure to have extra copies of mission stories and promotional talks. In case you can't find a replacement, you can be prepared to do the part yourself.

Plan for your opening remarks. As much as possible, make sure it is founded on Biblical Truth and make it short and sweet.

3. Time is gold.

One elder in church really appreciated that I started on time and ended on time. As much as possible, start on time. You can also start 5 minutes early to allot for the song service. By doing this you contribute to the smooth timely flow of the church service in which participants after the Sabbath School program will have their rightfully allotted time to speak.

4. Ask for help.

Help is always offered in my church. I hope that's the way it is in yours too. So approach and ask for advice and tips from fellow church members. Sometimes shifts in the program's sequence may happen, be sure to ask for suggestions from church elders before moving forward to a decision.

5. Remember, God is in control.

No matter what happens, trust that God is in control. Anxiety can creep up when participants are not yet arriving and there are only 10 minutes left to start. In these moments, trust that God will carry them safely and on time to church. He is working behind the scenes. Remind yourself that no matter what happens, "God is in control."

Therefore, "Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake." Deuteronomy 31:6

It's not always going to be easy. You won't always feel support from the people around you. I have felt underestimated because I'm young, I've heard comments that I'm just "too young" for the task. Instead of focusing on those comments, I cling to 1 Timothy 4:12, "Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity."

You don't have to prove yourself to others. This isn't what it's about, anyway. It's about believing that God has a purpose for you. It's about working at this duty with all your heart, as working for the Lord and not for men. You've got this! God's got you!

Monday, November 26, 2018

Don't Give Up

Posted by Rachel on November 26, 2018 in Personal,

Cliche words but a timely reminder.

A few weeks ago I got to learn how to drive. And it was a disaster.

Before the day arrived, I watched three "how to drive" videos on YouTube, so I could have an idea. When the actual driving lesson started, my mind went completely blank, my hands turned cold and all the ideas I had packed in my mind, disappeared.

Anxiety overtook, the panic came, and we almost fell into a ditch. Let's say a few tears were shed out of nervousness. 😅 I told my brother I wanted to go home but he reassured and taught me again for another 30 minutes. I sort of got the hang of it, but the negativity was seeping through.

On the way home (my brother was driving this time), heaviness sat at the top of my shoulders and on my heart. I was disappointed. Will I ever learn? As the dark thoughts came rushing in, I was thankful we were nearing home.

Upon arriving, I told God how everything went and I spent the rest of the day reflecting upon my attitude. I easily gave up. I was more than ready to give up the second I made a mistake.

That horrible experience I don't want to even think about brought an ugly attitude into the light- I didn't know how to persevere. There are patterns of behavior in my life when something was too hard for me, I usually resorted into wallowing in self-pity and swearing I'll never do it again. I'll push the bad memory into the farthest depths of my mind and pretend it never happened.

I love to learn. I love teaching myself about things. I'm in love with reading. But when practical and technical means are brought, I usually find it hard to grasp. I also don't learn well when I'm being taught by someone. Coupled with the certain disconnect my body has with my brain, learning how to drive was hard for me.

I'd like to relate my driving experience to my real life. I am met with challenges that sometimes I'd rather hide from than face head-on. But the moment I quit and give up living is the sure moment I become a failure.

We are met with obstacles that throw us off the curve. Challenges that God meant for good; for character development. But what happens when we give up too soon? We miss out on an opportunity to learn and develop our self. However, when we persevere, we experience God's grace along the way. We learn, realize it's not too hard then we become grateful. We breathe a sigh of relief, "I'm glad I didn't give up."

Though he may stumble, he will not fall, for the LORD upholds him with his hand.

Psalm 37:24

Thursday, November 15, 2018

When the Breakouts Make You Forget Your Value

Posted by Rachel on November 15, 2018 in Beauty,

I have been struggling with breakouts for a month. I did my research and figured out it was caused by comedonal acne. For weeks, my days have been spent looking in the mirror wishing and praying my pimples would disappear. I have spent hours researching and reading about causes and cures, causes and cures, causes and cures. I tried different types of medication, natural remedies but it's still there. It's the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing I think about before I go to bed. I just want it to go away. I can't take another moment of looking in the mirror and seeing the pimples. It makes me feel disgusting. People are mentioning it. They are noticing. And suddenly I feel like my beauty has been stripped away. Every time someone sees me, I get insecure. I think about how they must feel disgusted about these ridiculous pimples. I would see girls with clear skin and wish I'd have that. I would look back at my old pictures and just feel worse. Staying at home forever would be a wonderful option.

For a month I have been suffering.

For a month I have been neglecting God.

Seeking for healing is not necessarily a bad thing. Thinking about it all the time is. It becomes an idol. Suddenly I have no time to read my Bible anymore, but I can spend hours reading about acne. I can only spare a minute for prayer but I can stay up late watching videos of women telling stories about how they cured their acne.

I have felt empty for a month. But I realized something: God shook up the cold spot in my heart where I had placed my security. My looks became my identity. It became my safety. And now that it's not in a good place, I am miserable. I feel like I have no value, just because I can't face the world with clear skin.

This is something very hard to deal with. However, I praise God for letting me experience this. Through this trial, I have become aware of my sin. My idol. I got the chance to shift my security in Christ. I have the choice to trust Him even when it's hard. I have faith to believe that I am beautiful. And I don't mean "beautiful" in that I am the most attractive person in the world. I believe I am beautiful in the way God made me wonderfully and fearfully. He designed every part of my body. He formed me. He made me. The same God who made the breathtaking skies and sunsets, the luscious greens and every gorgeous landscape of the earth, is the same God who made me. I am beautiful. Not in the way the world wants but in the way God made me and how He sees me.

It's still a struggle to believe this but I will keep asking for faith. It's a deep realization to be able to come to honest terms with myself. I think my value in this world is only to look good but that's not the truth. I am not my looks. I am who God says I am.

Scripture Reference:
Psalm 139

～I wrote this months ago. I decided to post it without editing to authentically share what I was going through. After coming to those realizations about placing my security in my looks, I decided to repent and trust God to heal me. Along with taking care more of my health by eating right and taking supplements, my face started to clear up. It's amazing how God works, I did not even give much attention to my pimples anymore. I decided to divert my attention to Him instead. We all have different journeys with regards to acne. Whatever yours is, I think the best recipe is to ask God for healing and to trust in His mighty plan.

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

An Open Letter To A Sensitive Soul

Posted by Rachel on November 13, 2018 in Personal, Sensitive,

Dear person with a sensitive heart,

You might be experiencing a bad day today. Someone might have offended you and the words keep floating around your mind. Words like "too sensitive", "overreacting", "weak", keep repeating themselves. And you want to believe them. Your heart hurts and you can't stop it from bleeding. "Something must be wrong with me," you think to yourself.

But darling you are not the problem. They are. You have a soft heart that's full of love, too careful not to hurt anybody. It's hard to understand why people treat you like garbage. They step on your heart like it's a doormat as they stomp their dusty feet, and with confused eyes, wonder why you're hurting. Yes a lot will not understand. Even your own family will hurt you. Some people will enjoy watching you hurt. That's a fact. They think it's funny that they can make your eyes teary with a single insult.

I know you wish you could change yourself. You wish you had a stony heart instead. But Jesus wants you to have a heart of flesh. A heart that can love so immensely yet hurt deeply. That's a human heart. That's a heart that is alive.

It's hard living in this world. It really is. It's hard to have a soft heart in a cruel world. Remember the countless times you swallowed the lump in your throat just to keep from breaking down in front of people who know no better than to ridicule you? A soft heart doesn't fit in here. In a culture that promotes strength with the idea, that a strong person has a sharp tongue and one who is far from vulnerable; having a sensitive personality will surely be mocked. In this era we live in, sensitivity equals weakness. Sensitive people may have it harder but how beautiful it is that you remain who you are despite the cruelty of others. I hope you are aware of these facts and yet learn to accept yourself. Learn to see that there is beauty in who you are. There is extraordinary beauty in feeling everything so deeply. It is a gift. It is a strength. It is strength to remain soft in a cold, harsh world.

This is your journey. You can't force people to understand you. It doesn't matter. Feel your emotions. Accept them, learn from them.

Remember there are people out there who will see right through you. They'll know how to treat you well. They will understand without even trying. Trust me, in this cruel world, a vast amount of people with a good heart remains. Their hearts may not be necessarily as soft as yours, but respect and kindness will be found in your relationships with them. So don't be afraid to go out and discover these people. No matter how many times your heart is bruised, never give up. Jesus heals. Learn to live again.

It is the truth that we sensitive people suffer more. But friend, we also love more, we dream more, we live more. You are more than what people make you out to be. You are amazing. Never forget that.

With love and tenderness,

A Sensitive Soul

Wednesday, November 7, 2018

5 New Christian Songs For Your Playlist

Posted by Rachel on November 07, 2018 in Music,

Music is an important part of our faith. Christian songs packed with Biblical truths will surely encourage you in your walk with Christ. I compiled few of the newly released songs you can listen to or even add to your playlist.

Let the message of Christ dwell among you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom through psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit, singing to God with gratitude in your hearts. Colossians 3:16

1. You say/Who You Say I Am by Caleb and Kelsey, Mass Anthem.

Who the Son sets free
Oh is free indeed
I’m a child of God
Yes I am
In my Father’s house
There’s a place for me
I’m a child of God
Yes I am

This breathtaking and emotional mashup cover will remind you of your true identity in Christ. A perfect pick-me-up song to play on the days you're struggling with self-doubt.

2. Defender by Francesca Battistelli ft. Steffany Gretzinger

And all I did was praise

All I did was worship

All I did was bow down, oh

All I did was stay still

Hallelujah, You have saved me

So much better Your way

Hallelujah, great Defender

So much better Your way

This is my new favorite worship song! It acknowledges how God is all powerful and His ways are always higher and better. He is our Defender!

3. For Us by Sara Kroger

Oh how deep the Father's love

Written in the sun and stars

Here below and far above

By the beauty of His heart

Blooming with eternal hope

In this garden we call home

This simple yet beautiful song tells about what God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit has done and is continuing to do for us. I enjoyed the way the song was written with relatable analogies in nature and daily life activities.

4. Details by Sarah Reeves

Just like You paint the fiery skies You chose the color of my eyes From the start until the end of time You're in the details, You're in the details

This stripped down version of the song is amazing. It's a powerful thought to know that God has always been in the details of our life no matter how small. The fact that God chose the color of my eyes makes me feel so loved! He is in the details, from the start until the end of time.

5. It's Such A Good Feeling by JJ Heller

It's such a good feeling
A very good feeling
A feeling you know
That I'll be back
When the day is new
And I'll have more ideas for you
And you'll have things
You want to talk about
I will too

This is a rendition of the song which is originally by Mr. Rogers. A magical lullaby song that lasts for less than a minute. It's a sweet melody and the lyrics are oozing with positivity for a bright tomorrow.

Sunday, November 4, 2018

In the Storm

Posted by Rachel on November 04, 2018 in Poetry,

In the stillness, I find myself in sin.
I turn into someone I don't even know.
I give in to the darkness.
I let it flood my soul,
until all that's left is emptiness,
until my strength is gone and I have lost my way.

I drift away from God as the currents of destruction lead me to a turbulent storm that shakes me inside out.
The winds whisper I am nothing of value.
The waves slap me into an idea that maybe God doesn't love me anymore.

It's not worth the fight,
I should just give up.
But I see a figure walking towards the storm, coming at my direction.
My heart is trembling as I think to myself, "Is it a ghost?"
"Take courage it is I. Don't be afraid."
Peace overflowed my soul as the tempest and storms cease to exist.

I cry with tears of joy.
How could God pursue me?
He takes me by the hand.
And we walk on water.
My eyes fixed on Him and my heart trusting that His love is wide, deep, high enough to forgive me. God is mightier than the storm.

Monday, October 22, 2018

Physical Flaws and Jesus

Posted by Rachel on October 22, 2018 in Beauty,

I am not the most beautiful girl in the world nor do I think I am attractive. I surprisingly get compliments that I usually receive with awkwardness. However, honest compliments once in a while doesn’t hurt anybody right? They give reassurance when you’re feeling worthless and sometimes serve as a reminder that God created you. But what happens when you rely on them to believe the Truth?

I recently got a million break out of pimples on my forehead and it’s all some could point out. As much as I pray about it whenever I hear an insensitive comment, I can’t deny that it’s a cut to the heart. It makes me doubt who I am. It makes me want to hide until these pimples heal. I’ve tried natural remedies and it’s working, but the healing is slow.

Whenever I look in the mirror it’s all I could see and I wonder if people think the same.

Today, I spent lunch with a lovely and charismatic friend alongside our families. As the compliments flowed toward her direction,I sat there stunned that insecurity came to visit me. I got extremely conscious of my pimples throughout the day. I tried my best to overcome it by offering sincere compliments but the whispers in my head became even louder. While admiration was being thrown at her direction, I got comments about my weight, my dry and frizzy hair and of course my pimples which they all offered to fix for me. I spent the day feeling like I was lacking. I fell into the bottomless pit of comparison and it was hard to breathe down there. Whenever someone stared at me, I wanted to cover my face and hide. I prayed about how I was feeling and asked for help. By God’s grace, I was able to get through the lunch date while maintaining my cheerfulness and composure.

On the way home, I felt horrible. Now I feel ugly both on the outside as well as on the inside. Where did uninvited insecurity and jealousy come from?

Have you ever felt something you know was wrong and didn’t want to feel it but couldn't stop? I wish I can turn down the noise and flashbacks and focus on Jesus instead. I put on some music and searched through my playlist for songs about beauty, true beauty in Christ. They sang over me, “I am fearfully and wonderfully made.” I repeated this a thousand times to myself. I chose to smile and believe God's truth despite the lump forming in my throat.

I spent the afternoon cozying up with my dogs and as I looked to the sky, I saw a breathtaking shade of blue surrounded by clouds of white, splashed with a pastel red. Staring in awe, I prayed and thanked God for the beautiful nature and the opportunity to be able to witness that gorgeous scenery. Suddenly a line from Jamie Grace’s song, Daughter of the King came to mind, “The maker of skies the maker of seas the maker of every beautiful thing, He made you, He made you too.” That comforted my soul. That made me feel loved.

In the evening, I sang worship songs in my room. When the song My Life is an Offering came on, it put me back into perspective: why am I worrying about such petty things about beauty? If I know the truth, isn’t that enough to make me believe and make me trust in God even if people make me feel otherwise?

When I gave my life to Christ, I didn’t decide that my goal was to please everyone or to turn heads, so why am I making this a big deal?

I offered my life to Christ. I offer my life to Christ.

There are far more important things to think about- like being in His service and bringing my thoughts upward rather than on myself.

As I was reflecting upon endless strings of thoughts, what led me to tears was that, I was thinking, what if I wasn’t physically beautiful? What if I live all my days with frizzy hair and pimples? What if I’m not pleasing to the eye?

Do my friends and family love me because of who I am? Of my soul? Or because of what I can give or what I can offer through my looks?

It makes me shiver and sorrowful to think that some people may only like me for what is on the outside.

When I got comments about my hair and pimples, I know it was for the best of intentions to help, but what if I don’t change, will they still be there for me?

What if I like my frizzy hair and flaw-filled face, would they stay? I honestly don’t know. But what I do know is that Jesus will stay.

I have peace and joy in my heart thinking about this because I know and I fully and truly believe that God loves me for who I am. That God will NEVER EVER leave me.

For me, that’s enough. For me, that’s true love. I can just be me- physically flawed me trusting that God still smiles and continues to love me.

I realize that the key to overcoming these is to focus on Jesus rather than on myself.

Scripture Reference:
Psalm 139
Galatians 1:10

Monday, October 1, 2018

From Shame to Radiance

Posted by Rachel on October 01, 2018 in Poetry,

Shame.
I am ashamed.
For my wicked thoughts.
For my careless words.
For my selfish deeds.
For the decisions I have made.

I am ashamed.
I am ashamed of who I am.
I walk around with a heavy heart.
I face the ground because that seems easier than to face my fears.
I look past the people around me.
Never looking them in the eye, never staying, never opening up.
Because I am full of shame.

“I don’t deserve to breathe.
I don’t deserve to be here.
I don’t deserve to be alive.”

Your love follows me.
You sing over me.
You lighten up my path.
You stop me in my tracks.
You lift up my head.
I see my reflection in Your eyes.

“Beautiful.
Loved.
Safe.
Free.
Free from shame.”

I look to You. I look to You.
My face is never covered in shame.

Saturday, September 22, 2018

Pick Up Your Armor

Posted by Rachel on September 22, 2018 in Depression, Poetry,

Where I once saw sunshine and butterflies, the world I lived in drastically changed as I opened my eyes to a bleak, cold world.

Hope seemed far away.

My bones started to dry up, thirsty, but unwilling to drink the Water of life.

My armor weighed heavily on my shoulders.

I removed it, closed my eyes and went back to sleep.

But the day demanded I function.

The day demanded I be a daughter, a student, a friend, a human being.

Therefore I put on a mask and pretended that everything was okay. But through the dark covers I enter in solidarity.

I collapse and fall with tears that served as my food day and night.

I am hopeless.

I lay in bed watching the ceiling, waiting for God to come back.

Waiting for Hope.

As hope is being seeped by the darkness, I am left alone with nothing but emptiness.

My eyes turned dull as I search for reason in the sky.

My eyes are bleak as I'm weary from hiding the anger inside my soul.

I walk with heavy steps approaching my destined places accompanied by swirling thoughts of mistakes and regrets coupled with repressed anger caged in my mind, screaming to be out.

In all these, I search for God. I search, I cry, I die a little inside.

When will I see the sun? I listen to songs and music of hope and beauty but all I hear is noise.

I read the Word but all I perceive are plain words waiting for interpretation.

As days go by, I let the devil win again and again and again. I repeat the words,

“I fight from victory. Jesus has already won the fight.”

But my faith and actions believe otherwise.

It seems strange when revelations come. Some you remember vividly, others you can’t catch a whim of remembrance. What is still vivid, is the revelation that I have laid my armor down signifying my surrender. I have stripped myself bare, unaware, vulnerable to every attack.

With every blow, from the devil I crash down. Hard.

Weary from the fall, I open my eyes and see the armor laying beside me. Shiny and safe.

Jesus whispers, “Pick up your armor.”

I reached my hands and grabbed the armor of God and put it on.

With weak knees, I was able to stand firm as I buckled the belt of truth around my waist.

I arranged the breastplate of righteousness in place.

I wiggled my toes into the shoes that comes with readiness from the gospel of peace.

I put on the helmet of salvation which filled my mind with hope.

The armor still fit me perfectly, they belong to me.

I took up my shield of faith which immediately extinguished the flaming arrows of the evil one aimed at me.

Nearby, the sword of the Spirit was on the ground. I grabbed it and I was ready to fight.

I fight with the Word of God.

I regained strength, hope and peace.

Most of all, I regained the truth of how much God loves me. His love lifted up my soul and made me live again.

I drank from His well and ate the Bread of life.

In the wilderness, I was fed.

I was healed.

Days would come when it gets too much to fight.

Tears continuously fill my eyes, that I cannot see clearly.

I rest, but this time I don’t lay my armor down.

I keep hope in my chest.

I tell God, “Let me rest and tomorrow I’ll try again.”

I flung my sword in different directions and forgot to use my shield against the evil one, as I continue to fight out of breath.

Close to giving up, I wondered why I wasn’t crushed to death yet.

I looked back to see a scenery that caught my breath.

Thousands of angels and the mighty King, Himself, Jesus is fighting for me.

Is fighting with me.

But with every fight I have a choice.

Whether to trust Him to fight for me or to do it on my own. By grace and mercy He still fights for me.

This time I tell him to fight for me as weariness is overtaking.

He offers a place of comfort at the side, where the Holy Spirit counsels my tired heart.

Jesus knows I’ll come back again.

But today, I might as well rest and keep the Spirit company as He teaches me about the God I serve,

And as He heals my wounds of depression.

Scripture References:

Ephesians 6:10-17

Psalm 42:3

2 Corinthians 4:8

This blog post is inspired by these songs:

Show me - Audrey Assad

Warrior Is A Child - Gary Valenciano

Battles - The Afters

Sunday, September 9, 2018

A Short Prayer for Courage

Posted by Rachel on September 09, 2018 in Personal,

God, give me…

the courage to walk in my identity.

the courage to walk in the truth of who I am.

the courage to rest in the assurance that I am fully known and loved.

the courage to accept that I am a child of God.

the courage to believe that I have value.

the courage to believe that Jesus gave me my dignity and no one, not even Satan, can ever take that away from me.

Hello to anyone who is reading this.I have sunk into the pit of depression weeks ago and I am still recovering. Suddenly, I have lost motivation to do anything. And this blog that I am passionate about has been neglected for awhile. I may not be able to post for some time. However, my heart is longing for a bright awakening of purpose soon. I'd appreciate prayers! Thank you for taking the time to read. xx Rachel

Wednesday, August 29, 2018

6 Songs To Listen To When You Need A Friend

Posted by Rachel on August 29, 2018 in Music,

In light of my latest post, How God Met Me in My Loneliness, a lot of you commented telling me you can relate. As a way to help, I compiled a few songs to encourage you when you're experiencing a lonely season in life. Jesus is there. He is your Friend. Always remember that.

So, put on your earphones, close your eyes, and listen to this musical gems God has blessed us with.

1. What a Friend We Have in Jesus by Chelsea Moon and the Franz Brothers

This is a classic hymn filled with words of love. If you haven't heard about the writer's story, please click here. It will make the song much more meaningful.

Can we find a friend so faithful

Who will all our sorrows share?

Jesus knows our every weakness,

Take it to the Lord in prayer.

2. As the Deer

During my elementary days, this was the go-to song when a class was requested to sing on the spot. I was always amazed by these verses:

You're my friend and You are my brother

Even though you are a King

I love You more than any other

So much more than anything.

As a child, I found joy in knowing Jesus was my friend.

3. Sparrow by Audrey Assad

This is a graceful rendition of the classic song. I am not alone because God is watching over me. I can smile and sing because He loves me and that makes me happy. My constant friendship with Him makes me worry-free.

Why should I be lonely,
Long for heaven and home
When Jesus is my portion
And a constant Friend I know

4. By Your Side by Tenth Avenue North

A beautiful reminder that we don't have to search and look for love from others. Jesus is by our side, listening, walking with us through it all and He is more than willing to love us.

Why are you looking for love?
Why are you still searching as if I'm not enough?
To where will you go child?
Tell me where will you run, to where will you run?

5. More Than You Think I Am by Danny Gokey

If you need a deeper perspective of God, please listen to this song. It's like the world has painted Him to be an angry and condemning god. But God is love. He wants to love us and be friends with us. He died not to condemn us, but to give us eternal life.

Rumor has it there's a gavel in my hand
I'm only here to condemn
But let me tell you secrets you have never known
I think of you as my best friend

6. I Will by Citizen Way

We often long for someone to be there for us. Someone who would be willing to hold us when we can't take the storm raging inside our souls. Jesus is more than willing to do that.

I will hold you when you're breaking

Like a father and a friend

And I will carry you through darkness

Till we see the sun again

So rest your head and cry your tears

Know that I am with you here

I hope these songs will be helpful in your journey.
What songs do you listen to in the lonely moments?

Hearts Not Troubled