Cry of Battle

Battles heat, armies great,
Tears of greif, Wounds of hate.
Is this the battles fate?

Rise the cry of the battle,
Rise the cry of the war
Tis the dying of the Son,
Tis the Rising of the One

Piercing Light, Lions might,
Tears of joy, balm of love,
Is the the battles end?

Rise the cry of the battle,
Rise the cry of the war
Tis the dying of the Son,
Tis the Rising of the One.

© 2003 MMH/MMN

~ Traveller Gal, out!

Good mood...

I am trying to keep in a good mood...as most likely you can tell.  It is hard some days, for at times I only have enough energy to rest on the couch, read, and talk with friends.   God is helping me.  While I'll never understand why He allows this stuff to happen... I am kinda glad He did.

Nothing like a mystery illness to drive me into His Word and prayer... because that is all I have left to cling to in this life.  My possessions mean little, money means little... the things that matter, friends, family, the Lord, the calling.   Those are what in this life that matter...

~ Traveller Gal, out!

New Orleans again?

Things are finnally looking up...

I am taking a course at my church in the School of Ministry.  And as well I am taking a course in Resturaunt and Hotle Management... thinking towards traveling to New Orleans, maybe June 2004.   Yeah... my life is on the up swing....

I got everything in order with my King.   Iosa Criosta is so good to me... I had no right to abandon the blood price He paid for me... I was a runaway slave.   You see, we are all blood bought slaves which the Lord has adopted as His children.   Which is kinda strange but awesome!!!

Lay me down

I have slipped back into depression... I have been boarder line for a few months... but I have crossed over now... sigh... well life goes on whether I am depressed or no.

Lay me down the cold, cold ground, I will stand, will stand my ground. ~ We Were Soilders 

Once more I feel as if I have let some of my close friends down... I am such a mess... why do you people even care?

My life is a mess... and has been for ages...
I just hit the bottom... and GOD is now rebuilding me...
sigh... should have let HIM sooner.
I have reasons to live... sigh... I just wish life was easier

 ~ Traveller Gal, out!

Dine Bikeyah?

Yesterday was good.  The day camps ended well.  ^_^

A teacher, David Sprinkle, encouraged me to focus on ministry to the Navajo.  I might, if my health holds up, in fact I would love that.  Right now it is just a big question mark, even though I did feel as if God was asking me to go to Dine Bikeyah back when I was 16.

As well, over lunch break I got to talk to Matt.  That was such a blessing.  Just talking to him helps me so much.  He is calling me on Tuesday, if something does not come up.

~ Traveller Gal, out!

Day Camps!

One day of camps.... (Legacy Day Camp).... the youth is so awesome, but their stores are hard ones.   I love this work... but it reminds me so much of what I have gone through that few know of.

My friends, if I am testy or overly questioning of you this week, please forgive me... I come home every night tired, and trying to sort out what I have learned and what these kids have gone through... and I tend to stay work mode... even here at home.

Oh, the picture is of me with a mosaic I made at the camps!

The battles...

Awake and arise oh sleeper, for the year of thy mourning has passed from thy gates!!! Arise again unto thy callings and be renewed!

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Why do I feel like my soul is ripped in 2?  Everything comes against me at once, yet I strive to hold my ground, as a good warrior.  But I am beaten to the ground, broken and crying.  Why Lord must all these things happen?  I just do not understand!  Yet still to You do I cling... what other chance of making it is there? 

The tides turn, some of the battles lessen, while others do intensify... A warrior am I, and a warrior I will stay... Oh, Father, put some balm upon my wounds that I might carry on!

~ Traveller Gal, out!