“Out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks.” ~Jesus
Have you ever had a moment when words “slipped out” before you could stop them?
I have.
Standing amidst the wreckage of hasty speech I would do almost anything to stuff them back inside.
I like to pretend that I didn’t mean what I said. I like to imagine that the words don’t reflect what I really feel.
Read the rest here: Words Matter
God can take what Satan meant for shame and use it for His glory. Just when we think we’ve messed up so badly that our lives are nothing but heaps of ashes, God pours His living water over us and mixes the ashes into clay. He then takes this clay and molds it into a vessel of beauty. After He fills us with His overflowing love, He can use us to pour His love into the hurting lives of others.
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Every single heart has a wounded place.
Every. One.
Don’t cover it up.
Share it with safe people who can help you shake off the shame. Let others in. You may be surprised how many share your own brand of brokenness.
Heart to heart, hand in hand, walk together toward Home.
God sees the tears you hide; He has not abandoned you.
He loves you and will weave these hard and painful things into the tapestry of your life.
He longs to touch your heart at just the place you need healing and bring beauty from ashes.
And then fill you with love and grace to share the healing hope of Christ with others. 
Certain seasons and topics come around every year.
I try hard to offer something fresh each time.
But I reread the post I’ve used to kick off Bereaved Parents Month in the past and really can’t add anything new. So here it is again.
If you’ve read it before, consider glancing over it again.
If you have never seen it, please give it a quick read.
Don’t miss this opportunity to raise awareness of child loss and its impact on parents and families. ❤
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