Tag: hope

rest.

rest.

by Kathleen Moulton ♥ 4 Comments

When we have physical pain, we rest.

When we have emotional pain, we don’t rest.

The world is busy, busy, busy. It used to be said,  New York City is “the city that never sleeps”. Today, the whole world never sleeps and is awake with television all night (I remember when stations went off the air!), the internet, and being able to communicate all hours of the night with social networking. We push through too much and will suffer for it.

The only one who will get you off the treadmill is you.

Other cultures deal with pain quite differently than Americans. Given that we are all human, perhaps we should take note of it and learn. I realize we still have to live in our 24/7 world and cannot take a siesta in the middle of the day! (although power naps, if they can be fit in, work wonders).

Emotional pain is not visible. You may make some people in your life unhappy but you have to take care of yourself. That doesn’t mean becoming a recluse, either. Yet, you must find balance. Only you know how you feel and managing your time is essential in order to heal.

We live in a society that is full of hope and encouragement – ready to take on anything. This is good, but don’t be someone you’re not just to please others.

Rest when you need it.

treasures.

treasures.

by Kathleen Moulton ♥ 2 Comments

Memories ebb and flow, washing upon the shore of our mind. Sometimes the tide comes in uninvited, carrying debris with it. If we allow the debris to lodge in our minds, we can become laden down with self-pity, discouragement, and depression.

The tide will go out. And with it, the debris.

But look! There are some surprising treasures that the tide brought with it. If you look carefully, you will find them.

Pain does not have to drown us.  God knows we do not have the strength to tread water for long. He brings reprieve in the form of little joys that will make us smile in the midst of even deep sorrow.

The cheery song of a robin brings an end to cold winter days.

The summer breeze is welcomed on a hot, humid day.

The rich autumn colors warm our hearts even when the sky is gray.

The gentle falling snowflakes quiet our troubled hearts.

All will be well.

hope.

hope.

by Kathleen Moulton ♥ 4 Comments

My friend was suffering. She was facing multiple, serious situations all happening within a couple of days. She was going down and she knew it.

There are times when we just want to close our eyes and not wake up. The pain is too much.

“Tell me something,” she said. I knew the desperation she was feeling. I knew she did not have an ounce of strength. She had enough.

Without blinking an eye, and surprised at what came out of my mouth, I said: “All I can tell you is that the sun rises every morning.”

It was all she needed.

So much we cannot predict.

Some things we can.

And as long as we can, there is hope.