Tears
It was good to be in the house of the Lord yesterday, to worship my King is an honour I have always and still do cherish. There was a young lady gave her life to the Lord as well which is so encouraging.
My Sunday was a day of many tears. I've actually wondered where they keep coming from over the last 6 and a half weeks. The Bible tells us He bottles our tears but if He has got mine He could flood a nation.
I feel so totally helpless at the moment, I just seem to be in survival mode, trying to exist each day. Fear and panic came back yesterday and I know these aren't from God so I walked and cried until my energy ebbed. It's like fighting with every ounce of energy that you can muster up but folks, I'm just tired fighting.
I like the bit where Jesus returns and wipes away every tear, no more sorrow and no more death. I will say a healthy AMEN to that, roll on.
I value all you blog readers praying for me and here's a wee deal I'm going to make with you. If you would like me to pray for something specific for you, leave it in the comment or shoot me an email, cause i'd like to pray for you guys too.
Really love yas
6 Comments:
Hi Philip,
been reading your blog from day one, don't think there has been an hour any day since God took Jill home that you & the kids haven't been in our minds & our prayers. Its been amazing how honest you've been here on the blog, this has deepened my respect for you as my Pastor...
We love you so much & we know that God will take you through this hour by hour just lean on Him....
Dear Philip... Although we can't fight this battle for you, we are still here, weeping with you and praying every day that God will make the way straight and that His grace will be enough...
We love you and hurt for you, and are amazed by your tenacity.
Marty & Julie, Caitlin & Ella xo
Dear Phillip....I have been reading your blog since you started it and every time it moves me to tears! I was reading this today and thought of you so I wanted to pass it on.
"All mankind is of one author, and is one volume, when one man dies,one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language, and every chapter must be so translated; God employs several translators; some pieces are translated by sickness, some by war, some by justice; but God's hand is in every translation; and His hand shall bind up all our scattered leaves again, for that library where every book shall lie open to one another"
He is holding you and your family in the palm of His hand and will lead you by His hand in what at times seems like a thick mist with no obvious way out. His ways are not our ways His thoughts are high above ours. He will make a way!
Hugs and prayers
Leanne
Phil - this is a bit cheaper than textin i suppose, now that i found a flippin internet place!!
enjoyed my time here a lot but missin ya. Looking forward to seeing you real soon.
Al
hello philip..
what can i say, only my thoughts, love, prayers and tears are with you as always..i feel im running out of words and pray we can take some of your heavy burdens. it saddens me to know, you and jill have both helped us in so so many ways and it feels as if there is little we can do for you, theres no "quick fix" or "healing solution" in this sad time..however praying to god for your rest,peace,heavy heart and mind is somethig that we are all doing together im sure...your our pastor, friend and inspiration and we love you and the kids dearly. hope to see you at cell tonight.. xxx
Hi Philip, I'm still logging in every day to read your blog which never fails to provoke emotion. Although I've moved on from emmanuel I'm hoping to be granted dual citizenship because I'll definitely be dropping in from time to time. Still praying.
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