#prayingforearth

I don't watch the news.
I don't like sitting down to watch tv and having my world rocked.
I just don't.

Therefore, I get most of my news from social media.
I know...terrible.

I know things are going on in this world.

I know there is a gas shortage due to a pipeline break (from what I'm seeing on Facebook...a lot of people didn't know that)

I know there was a gunman up in St. Cloud Minnesota this weekend. (Where I did my internship portion of my degree)

I know there was a bombing in NYC this weekend.

I know there was a shooting between a white cop and a black man in Charlotte last night.

I know there was a protest regarding this.

I know the world is hurting.

I know we need to be praying.

Not for St. Cloud, not for NYC, not for Charlotte. We need to be praying for earth. For the world.

However, I'm only praying now for HIS KINGDOM to come. I'm tired of hurt, and darkness and evil. I'm ready for HIS kingdom to come to earth, for HIS will to be done on earth. For the hurt to go away for a world of light forever and ever.

I know we need Jesus.

We just do.

You Are Seen

Tomorrow will be a happy day for a lot of women in America. (I'm not sure if other countries celebrate Mother's Day or not. I don't know...)

However, there are some women out there whose hearts will break tomorrow. I know, because I was once one of them.

Four years ago my husband and I decided we were going to try grow our family, with no luck.

Four years ago, I watched 19 friends announce pregnancies on Facebook within weeks of each other.

Four years ago, I thought I was pregnant, only to find out that while it had happened, the egg did not stick and no, I truly wasn't pregnant, I just tested too early.

Four years ago, I learned I had PCOS on top of my already diagnosed stage four endometriosis.

Four years ago, I doubted I would ever be able to have a child of my own.

Four years ago, I sat in the back of a full church on Mother's Day listening to a sermon on Mothers.

Four years ago, I walked out of that sanctuary to go cry, because I was not going to have my own child and I could not handle all the emotions going on in me.

Four years ago, I learned just how hard Mother's Day can be.

I want you to know....You are Seen. I see you. GOD sees you hurting. He knows your hurts and your desires. He knows your plans, but his are greater.

I really don't know what else to say to you other than you are SEEN, and LOVED. That is what is pressing on my heart right now.

You may not be a Mother but

*You may be a Step-Mom raising a Child you loves you dearly and you are inspiring them and YOU ARE SEEN
*You may not be speaking to your child, or your child may not be speaking to you but YOU ARE SEEN
*You may be an aunt who influences your nieces and nephews and YOU ARE SEEN
*You may be a servant leader inspiring children and YOU ARE SEEN
*You may be a Friend inspiring someone and YOU ARE SEEN
*You may want nothing more than to feel the movement of a baby in your belly and tomorrow will be hard for you because you do not have that....but KNOW YOU ARE SEEN You are heard and you are LOVED!

On that note to all my reader's I wish you a Happy Mother's Day because not all mom give birth, so if you are touching the life of someone, you deserve to be wished a Happy Mother's Day, too. 

~*Signing Off*~
#warriorprincessKJ