God, Life

“To live is Christ, to die is gain” Say what, how is that?

“To live is Christ, to die is gain”, what?  How is that?

Death takes me further away from God, not closer. Death throws a silence over my faith. God is good. Let’s explore a little what it means to say that when:

  • You have faced death, tragedy and destruction of your world.
  • You come face to face with your own mortality.
  • You are intimate with the death of someone you love.
  • You watch helplessly as the breath fades.
  • You are alone with grief your only companion.

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Can you say ‘God is good’ and believe it when faced with an ending?

With no one to blame, is evil the easy answer? Or is it the answer for the cause of so much pain in the world?

  • The violence,
  • The hate,
  • The addictions,
  • The lust, and
  • The greed.

Good people are hurt and evil continues unabated, while we make excuses.

  • Collateral damage?
  • Innocent victims?
  • Life is hard and you die?

Illness, sickness and death with no concrete cause leaves you with the consequence. What is the grand design and meaning if there are no coincidences?

My life was irrevocably altered and I say I still believe. Am I angry and blaming of God? Showing an image to the world on the outside, but inside… do I believe? This face I show the world is that the truth of me? The question remains, do I believe what I say I believe?

Alone in the dark, with God’s total utter silence. No words from beyond except for a faint whisper of “Trust me.” If faith is evidence of things unseen, I have the evidence.

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What remains unanswered is why? The question that still haunts my waking and sleeping, but no answer ever seems forthcoming. “Trust me.” Do I have faith in the finality of that? What is next? A next life? Is it there? Heaven? Hell? Fade to black?

Time to give myself permission. Feel the fear, accept that loss and devastation may return. “Trust me.” It all makes me tired, very tired. Life is more than waiting for the ‘hammer to fall.’ The days and the years go by and the hole in your heart remains. “Trust me.” You laugh and love again. The joyful moments you desperately longed for return, but we fail because of the fear to live, present in the moments. Juxtaposing the past, present and the future. “Trust me.” Whispers through my mind while I feel a –

  • Fear of God
  • Fear of loss
  • Fear of happiness
  • Fear of succeeding
  • Fear of failing
  • Fear of guilt
  • Fear of forgetting
  • Fear of hurting
  • Fear of love

Trust me.” Time to give permission to live, be happy and love again. Permission to enjoy, delight, cherish, feel everything and accept.

“Trust me.” And you wonder if you can love God, accept your destiny, your life, your fate, for “I have come so that they (you) may have life and have it more abundantly,” so a reminder to

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(Originally written in October 2008, updated October 2010, October 2013 and again now, January 2017. Each time the mystery of unanswered questions continue as I contemplate my life’s journey the last twenty plus years. I am still learning to believe that hope lives. ~M)

Life, Poetry

How do you Reconcile a Broken Heart?

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Waiting
and watching,
the rising and setting sun.

Realizing
dawn breaks,
the nights lonely grip.
         
Healing
in this life,
is really never perfect.
      
Forgiving
painful hurts,
moving forward letting go.

Reconciling
broken hearts,      
by first loving ourselves.

~Mark Schutter ©2015

#JustBelieve  #GraceWins  #HopeLives

Poetry

Angry Scars

 Angry ScarsSometimes the scars are angry.
Sometimes they scream.
Sometimes the scars will bleed.
Sometimes they whisper.
Sometimes the scars…
are just what we need.

Each jagged line.
Each memory it marks.
Each time we remember.

Our past is gone,
forever we’re told.
We are left with tracks,
embedded deep within our souls.
Leaving behind what never comes back.

Each piece lost.
Each fading dream.
Each time we awake.

The future is bright,
with unwritten chapters.
A life forever He is sealing,
as our hearts cry in the dark.
On this journey we pray for healing.

Sometimes the scars are angry.
Sometimes they scream.
Sometimes the scars will bleed.
Sometimes they whisper.
Sometimes the scars…
are just what we need.

~Mark Schutter ©2015

Art, Life, Writing

Full of Faults

Full of FaultsSelf-awareness, accountability, honesty and truth with oneself is the first step to healing.  We must be willing to face our own fears and venture into the darkness of our hearts.  For there in the black void is where the light will shine the brightest. 
You are not alone; be strong despite the fears and never give up –
Just Believe that Grace Wins and Hope Lives!
Art, God, Life, Photograph, Writing

No Justice Only Mercy

1407290641819[1]For judgment will be merciless to one who has shown no mercy;
  mercy triumphs over judgment. ~James 2:13

Justice is sought when feeling wronged,
Revenge is believed to be a sweet soothing balm.
“Get even!”
We are told, to mend our wounded souls.
Hearts are broken completely shattered,
As if we did not matter!
Words are carelessly spoken,
The knife in our back a remembered token,
“How could you?!”
We scream, wishing it was all a dream.
We don’t deserve this we often cry.
As we wave our clenched fist at the unfeeling sky.
There is no remedy to our jaded history,
Sometimes there is no justice only mercy.

~Mark Schutter ©2014

 Healing only begins when we choose to forgive and then we find that we are the one’s who are changed.

Adventure, God, Life, Writing

Are You a Difference Maker?

That is the wrong question to ask of others and of ourselves.  We all have a power and a divine potential to make a difference every moment of every single day. A single smile, a single look, a single word or a single touch may make all the difference. Have the courage to step out in faith. The real question is –

What kind of difference will you make? 
  • Good or evil? 
  • Light or Dark? 
  • Healing or Pain?

“Difference Maker” ~Song by NEEDTOBREATHE  (view the lyrics here on AZLyrics)

We must make a conscious choice to commit everyday, in every situation, in every encounter with every person to, not just random, but

INTENTIONAL ACTS OF KINDNESS

believing that we can and do make a difference! I recently wrote about my own new journey on the blog in reaching and sharing the light that God has placed in me with others – Healing the Brokenhearted. Just believe, grace wins, hope lives, speak life and watch the ripple effect! God Bless! ~M

God, Life

More than ORDINARY!

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It saddens me to think that Robin Williams believed he had no other options. That fame and fortune are often not enough.

It saddens me to think of those closest to him that he left behind.  Family and friends who loved and cared for him.

It saddens me to think of all the people who cross our paths every single day who also believe they have no other options.

There has never ever been an ordinary person born on this planet.  We are each bestowed with a divine potential that the world so easily robs us of.

So many people without the notoriety of the rich and famous make this same choice everday. And do we care?

We were all meant for so much more than ORDINARY but often settle for so much less.

#JustBelieve #GraceWins #HopeLives