There are a lot of broken people here. A song that I've always liked hit me in my soul as I realized how much I FELT the lyrics:
"You look away to avoid the hurt."
The last time I was around these parts I looked away. I put up walls around my heart and without realizing it, my joy became a barrier to sympathy. It took painful, pleading months of prayer to break those walls down:
"If you want a heart of sympathy, pray to God to help you see the world that Jesus sees."
The walls weren't the only thing that broke; so did my heart:
"Once you see... your heart will break and you'll lay awake. You'll understand God loves them too."
Driving through these homeless filled streets, sitting in homes where parents plead and pour out their hearts to their children who blanky stare in another direction, teaching people who want to be baptized but can't because of limitations. These are moments of "a good broken" because they've filled me with God's love for all His children.
I finally see. It has always been the broken ones that Christ heals (Matthew 4:24). But He can only heal those who come to Him (3 Nephi 9:13-14).
What broken part of you will you let Christ heal this week?
Love big! Love hard!
Sister Rex
| See you never Santa Clarita |
| How I felt leaving Sister Palmer:(( |
| BUT AYO LET'S GO SISTER THACKER |
| When God sends you BACK to Amargosa YSA |
| Not completely pictured: the wind that has caused half my hair to fall out. Really holding onto Alma 40:23 "even a hair of the head shall not be lost." |
| Lancaster does have SOME green!! |
| And this. Is an iconic group of elders. |
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