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Have you ever been in so much pain but the thought of another being lost to a world of satanic attack breaks your heart to the point that your spirit hurt worse than the aches in your body. 

When your spirit cries everything else seems minimal, small, non existing, Out of that came this came A Mother’s Cry.

A dear friend of mine wrote an amazing piece for my collection. This writer is outstanding in every way. I pray you are blessed by No Matter What We Win.

Thank you for all of the positive feedback regarding the blog. I would love to continue hearing from you. Please feel free to share your stories. Inbox me at srojeta@gmail.com. I don't want to miss any one so please put Promise in the subject line.

Have a blessed and wonderful day. Remember "Don't Let Them Steal Your Promise" Them represents anything holding you back from walking in destiny.

No Matter What We Win

by Anonymous Everyday my mind tells me I'm not good enough, people don't like me/want me, care about me, I did it wrong, I said it wrong, I'm not enough, I don't do enough. Then God sends me angels. Some days the angel is bigger and brighter than life. But mostly the angels are ordinary and almost insignificant. A bagger at Market Basket who smiles at me, a small child who is screaming crying with snot and terror all over their poor little face or a disabled man struggling to walk and in him I find courage and determination. I find God's gifts. In that child I find human need and want. A need and want that is so intrinsic and so fundamental that it takes my breath away. It is there where I find God's blessings. His desire to be near me. His personal invitation for me to go to Him. Rest in Him. I was reminded this morning in a Christian song, "some days I lose the battle but grace says it doesn't matter cause the cross already won the war." (Song Greater by Mercy Me Album Welcome to the New) I may do it wrong, I may say it wrong but Jesus Christ has redeemed me. The thoughts in my head, the injustice of man, the seemingly endless human frailties wane in the light, mercy and love of Christ. Jesus has truly risen. Alleluia!

A Mother's Cry

by SRJ

I love you and want to see you succeed

No matter the cost for me

To see you thrive brings life to mine

To see you smile brings joy to my deepest pain

Many nights I have cried for you 

Praying and hoping the Lord will bring you 

To a better place further than I have ever been

Stronger than the weakest part of me

Larger than my very life

 

I pray that He endows you with vast opportunities, great wealth and countless talent

I pray that you receive every good thing

The very best of who we are

I pray that you are shielded from the worst of me and are able to climb beyond my deepest grave

But wait my child how can this be; all I see is the negative part of me

Lord, help my child grow beyond my darkest fear and push beyond my pain to be all that Your Word have proclaimed them to be