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  Patricia Hammell Kashtock

Aka: Pat Kashtock. Mother of three, wife of one. BA in Social Work and Biblical Studies. Graduate work at Virginia Tech interrupted, then derailed by oldest child’s brain tumor...

My life has not followed the course I planned. But I am not complaining. Pain is to be expected in a world broken apart from its Creator.

The miracle resides in the ability to find joy when least expected...

 

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For What It's Worth

Each life is a journey. The voices of many guides try to direct us, saying, “This is the path – walk in it!” Yet each one leads in a different direction.

I believe only one Voice can be true. That Voice will lead us in ways most unexpected, into worlds yet undiscovered. It will lead us up the hill, around the river and through the forest. And sometimes, it will lead without mercy.

Or so it seems.

I have made listening for that Voice and following it, my life’s quest. I will share some of what I have heard that Voice say with you. But I am not in the business of telling people how to think or what to believe. Each has to decide for himself. Only you can decide if you find the truth of the Voice in these words. And only you can decide how much it is worth to know the Voice, and follow.

But for me, it is worth the whole world.

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Entries in softness (1)

Friday
Oct242008

The God Who Weeps

 

"`Jesus wept.' These words describe a man who, when grief came, was able to weep, for He wanted and

needed to express the feelings within him... I suggest we put a comma . . . so it now reads: ‘Grieve, not as those who have no hope..." (The Answer, page 590)

God weeps?

Yes, God weeps, Child.                                                                    

      For you,

      For the world

God weeps.

      But the day will come when there will be an end to that weeping, both yours and Mine.

That day will come and we will rejoice, you and I together.

     We will be full,

     My Bride and I will be full

              And there will be no more weeping

              No more sorrow.

       The Son will shine and the Dove will fly,

Fly away to Me to make Her nest in the rocks to find shelter in the caverns.

     For I am the Rock that shelters you

     And the caverns are in My heart, your new home.

                      Rest, now.

                      Rest in Me.

                     Fly. Fly with Me

                     Play, play with Me, My little serious one.

             All strivings and angles.

I would soften you.

How?

-- Draw close and let Me do it.

You don't have to figure it out.

The people you carry in your heart you can carry, if you carry them to Me

. Me alone. --

So, softness has to do with trusting You to work and not trying to force the issue?

-- Yes. It does. -

You told me earlier to listen to You.

-- Yes. The "listening" softens you.

It allows Me in, in a particular way. --