hope

What’s your name? People and life might try and call you many names. Names like, forgotten, broken, damaged or unworthy. They are not your names. Your name is also not hopeless, too much, victim or unwanted.

Your name is “precious, worthy, loved and unique “. You are a work in progress whose time to shine will come. You are not just a survivor but a thriver. You are not alone. You matter. Call the negative labels out for what they are, lies.

Hope calls your name!

Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone, but in every leaf in springtime. -Martin Luther

The days are like a hurricane,

The needs of all my people

Circling wildly around me,

Loud and demanding,

Determined, unceasing.

I am tossed and blown,

At the mercy of the shouting winds,

The beckoning howls,

The deluge of their cries

Soaking me to the core.

I'm a wet rage.

Ring me out;

You will find

Joy

Pain

Desperation

Hope

Fear, and

Despair.

Suddenly, the howling quiets,

The torrents calm,

And all is still.

I can breathe here in the eye,

The quiet evenings,

The peaceful times,

When all routines are satisfies

And snuggly hugs soothe weary eyes.

Here in the eye,

It's love I feel,

A quieted soul,

A grateful heart.

Renewed,

I step back out

Into the storm,

Refreshed, restored,

And re-armed,

To strive and fight

For those I love,

Knowing deep down

My arms'll never be enough.

But His love

So real, steady, and true

Has won this battle

Long ago.

He's gone before,

And goes with me now.

Sought or not,

He beckons me

To let Him carry me again,

In the storm,

As in the eye,

And forward on,

once this, too, has passed.

#Parenthood #Motherhood #MentalHealth #Caregiving #Anxiety #AuditoryProcessingDisorder #Neurodiversity #Hope

I’ve been buying myself a lot of #motivationalshirtsANDsweaters online ever since I found one that spoke to my #soul - and this one sweater pictured here is my favorite one.

It says… “Stay” with added words on the right sleeve… “The world is a better place with you in it.”

Whenever I wear this, my eyes would always drift to my arm and it brings me a little #Hope at a time of getting through this.

I want people to be more #informed and more #aware that the things we go through is a real #illness and that a lot of us suffer from it.

After having a conversation with my favorite #maillady I found out that she too was in my shoes. We both agreed that #oneword or even a #friendlyacknowledgment from someone (that let’s you know that you’re #NotInvisible ) can help us get through the day. Like another shirt of mine says…

“You are #NeverAlone - Keep fighting… everyone is fighting a battle we know nothing about.”

I just want the #stigmatoend and have people more #aware because in certain cases, not knowing how to react to something in an #Understanding and #positive way, and instead react #negatively , but not on purpose, that their reactions have the ability to #trigger us back downward, or make the rest of our day #happy

If no one told you today…

#youareloved
#youmatter
#youarenotdefinedbyyourillness
#youarenotalone

It’s an emotional day. I am on a plane about to fly to Indonesia. I will be visiting Hope Village an amazing orphanage and school pioneered by some great friends. This couple were visiting Indonesia not long after the Boxing Day tsunami where 170,000 Indonesias lost their lives.

I was at Hope Village 7 years ago. Since that trip I found myself hospitalised after a failed suicide attempt and endured a horrendous 3 year legal fight, which we won.

I am so excited to be going back there. The orphanage has doubled in size and there is now a school providing 600 village kids with an education that they would otherwise not receive.

100 % of the proceeds from the children’s book I wrote, go to Hope Village. I can’t wait to see first hand the growth this amazing place has done.

I am grateful for this opportunity and so grateful I am alive to make this visit.

It’s Easter Sunday here in Australia. A fantastic day!

Remember Jesus and Good Friday. As Peter would later announce, “Men disowned him. Men killed him. But God raised him from the dead.” It’s Friday, but Sunday’s coming!

The worst part of Good Friday for Jesus wasn’t what his adversaries did. You expect it from your enemies. Jesus was arrested in Gethsemane because a friend, one of his own, betrayed him.

Friday seemed like a day when everything went wrong. Yet God had a plan. A plan filled with hope and victory.

Your Sunday is coming too.

What a beautiful sky today. This year I will miss Communion but I will always remember the sacrifice my Saviour made for me and indeed the whole world.
Live your life in love as Christ has loved you! ❤️
Happy Good Friday! Remember:
“For with the heart one believes unto righteousness, and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.”
‭‭Romans‬ ‭10‬:‭10‬ ‭NKJV‬‬