A work in progress

I believed the lies today: you're a failure; you're best is not good enough; you'll never measure up; you're tolerated and not loved. Not a single person said any of those things to me - it's all in my head. Yet, my belief in these deceptions tainted every interaction, every conversation, and every decision at work today. I'm thankful that the Lord reminded me of the truth so that I don't have to live in the midst of lies tomorrow. And I'm thankful that His Truth is absolute: the same for everyone, at all times, in every circumstance. "The Lord's lovingkindnesses indeed never cease,  For His compassions never fail. They are new every morning;  Great is Your faithfulness.  "The Lord is my portion," says my soul, "Therefore I have hope in Him." Lamentations 3:22-24 (NASB) For I am convinced that  neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities,  nor things present, nor things to come, nor po...

I probably shouldn’t write. That “Do as I say, not as I do” quote could easily be applied to my written musings. God, in His infinite wisdom, made me a math teacher, so my writing skills are rarely called into question. So why do I keep coming back to this? Because it brings some order to my random catalog of a brain. It may not make any sense to anyone else, but it tends to bring some sanity to the insanity of my emotions and mind. Currently, the play-by-play in my head centers on grief. Last May, an aunt passed away; last September, my Grandma Merrell passed away; last Saturday night, an uncle passed away. There is great hope and even joy in each case, since they are now with the Lord. Yet, my mind is full of uncertainty, conflicting emotions, and many questions: What should grief look like? How do I grieve well?    How do I honor the life of my loved one?    How can it be that, for a brief moment, my world stands still, while   everyone e...