Madison Sanders Writes

Dandelion © Karlis Caupals via freeimages.com I've always been fascinated by flowers that grow through concrete. That isn't supposed to happen, but one determined seed flourishes in the most unlikely conditions. Lately, I've felt like that flower. Or that seed at least. Things are hard. There is no soil to till or ground to prepare. I'm in uncharted territory. I'm not sure how things are supposed to go. Like that seed, I am determined not to die. I will not let words destroy me. I will not let others opinions define me. To survive, all I have to do is keep reaching for the light. It might be hard to press past some areas, but I will break through. My roots will grow deeper, adjusting to this place. I will take my brokenness and thrive Knowing He is creating something beautiful Even in the messiness, I will cling to the truth that He's working ALL things for my good He's working in my loneliness He's working in the midst of my frustratio

My two oldest nephews spent the night with us the other night. I woke up and said to Mama "Do you want to do something with the boys today?" She said, "Yeah, but let's wait till it stops raining." Our first idea was to take them to a flea market Mama and I had visited that had some old metal trucks we knew the boys would love. After checking the weather, it showed rain all in that area. Wheelchairs and wet gravel don't mix. So, plans changed. Mama remembered one of her clients telling her about taking kids to Greenville to jump for $8 each, but she couldn't remember the name. The client never answered her phone or texts, so I Googled it to see what came up. Finding a few places that were a little more than we wanted to spend, I suggested a nearby mall. I thought they had a place for kids to jump and Mama thought they had an arcade. Off we went! When we got to the mall, we saw one big jumping thing straps you in, but my middle nephew said, &qu

Image Credit © Tomb Garden of Jesus  5 M Nota  via free images.com That fateful day came When the weight of humanity fell on His shoulders They all trembled at the sight He said don’t worry, my child, for you are mine I can carry this pain, it is mine Go on don’t weep for Me This has to be done for humanity I will be raised in a few days I will be raised for the hurting I will be raised for the unlovable I will be raised to bring peace I will be raised for you It will be worth it, My child Leave all your burdens at My feet My blood will erase the pain Cause it’s a covering I was raised for the hurting I was raised for the unlovable I was raised to bring peace I was raised for you So, go on to the Father, He’s waiting with open arms He died on that Cross for all of us He died to deliver you So what are you waiting for?