When I Miss You

When I miss you,
I look at your brother,
In his features, I see you there.

When I miss you,
I read your e-mail,
And somehow feel closer to you now.

When I miss you,
I scream toward heaven,
And wonder why it all came down.

When I miss you,
I hear your best friend,
Laughing and it makes me cry.

When I miss you,
I long for one more,
moment one more chance to be.

Romans 12

Just some verses I've been stewing on this week. Hard words, impossible to live, except through the spirit of Christ

Rpmans 12:9Don't just pretend that you love others. Really love them. Hate what is wrong. Stand on the side of the good. 10Love each other with genuine affection,[b] and take delight in honoring each other. 11Never be lazy in your work, but serve the Lord enthusiastically. 12Be glad for all God is planning for you. Be patient in trouble, and always be prayerful. 13When God's children are in need, be the one to help them out. And get into the habit of inviting guests home for dinner or, if they need lodging, for the night. 14If people persecute you because you are a Christian, don't curse them; pray that God will bless them. 15When others are happy, be happy with them. If they are sad, share their sorrow. 16Live in harmony with each other. Don't try to act important, but enjoy the company of ordinary people. And don't think you know it all! 17Never pay back evil for evil to anyone. Do things in such a way that everyone can see you are honorable. 18Do your part to live in peace with everyone, as much as possible. 19Dear friends, never avenge yourselves. Leave that to God. For it is written, "I will take vengeance; I will repay those who deserve it,"[c]says the Lord. 20Instead, do what the Scriptures say: "If your enemies are hungry, feed them. If they are thirsty, give them something to drink, and they will be ashamed of what they have done to you."[d] 21Don't let evil get the best of you, but conquer evil by doing good.

Wanting Something So Bad

Ever really really really want something? Like seeing a group of people you would really like to be friends with, and dying to find a way in, only to have doors slammed in your face? Even if you KNOW it's not healthy, even if you KNOW it probably wouldn't satisfy you, you still desire it. What is it that makes me do this? Why is my behaviour so compulsive?

This is who I am. Out of control. It's frustrating, and discouraging. But yet, God is big enough to handle me.

I stand amazed.