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Brooke Beecham

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'm grateful for life,
I'm familiar with "tired": one only known by those fighting daily to be living. *Living*: Breathing consistently, conscious brain activity, rhythmic heartbeat, and less muscle atrophy than day before. Fighters for existence!
I've been the victor of, *the daily fight*, ALIVE :9.855+ days. When I have days where accomplishments are slim to none, I must stop, catch my breath, and reorganize, in doing that I realize; I'm breathing, using my brain, holding myself upright, walking, talking and my arms are in working order. I'm unassisted by machines. Success! Failed accomplishments may damper my spirit, but when I stop, step back, and recall my life, I just thank God for fighting for me. I 'm reminded that each day I live is a Goliath size victory. If the devil had his way I would have ceased fighting before birth.
I remain alive, So, I press relentlessly forward, I will continue my pursuit of Heaven.

I strive harder just thinking of a forever Healing,
I will look beyond the tired body that binds me to this earth. I will continue forward,
I await the day to leave behind my tired, scarred, broken and painful body,
I'll trade UP my earthly body, I'll trade in worldly treasures, (that designed to last for a season),
I'll get a glorified body (never to know pain or suffering. OR sadness, heart ache, depression, anxiety, want, hunger, unanswerable questions or jealousy, it will be made whole, 100% complete!)
I will then worship and praise God eternally! Why, would I, being a glorified being, spend all of eternity praising God? Well. You see, He brought me through each 'bad' day with a victory of some magnitude. He gave me a promise of something greater to hold on for, when I had nothing left. He taught me a 'new' lesson each day. He hid me under his arm, safe from life's storms, that raged around me. Storms filled with damaging debris that were meant to destroy me! Yet, each morning He woke me up with air in my lungs and strength for the day. Even though I may have failed Him the day before. His mercies new. He blessed me. He blessed my home with children and laughter. He gave my family, (in the midst of the toughest times) a peace that passed all earthly understanding. He is ever present help in times of need. He is faithful at all times, in all things! Good days and bad. He gave life into my lungs on both days. He remains the same. It is us who change it up!
I will praise God until my last breath is exhaled. -then- I will continue to praise Him evermore!

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