With A Roar!

Back with a roar!
Who would have thought, I would step away from blogging for so long.
After my live journal, I didn't think I could go this long without blogging.

But, such is life.
It's been a journey!
And a lot to "catch up on"

But, today my inspiration came, from a conversation. One that moved me to a sermon.
Now, those of you, who truly know me, won't be surprised. Just surprised that I actually wrote it instead of just preaching it.

I'm certainly not preachy. I definitely don't tell others what to believe. And I certainly don't subscribe to one central thought when it comes to religion.
It's just not me, not my style. I'm spiritual, just not religious.
I believe, I just don't have a simple, straight forward belief.

So, for those of you, who find motivation in faith, who welcome belief.
Maybe some of you, will find strength and courage in what I was moved to today.

Much love.
Christie.


Let your fears and pain lead your heart to salvation:

Pain, fear, frustration.

Heartache, agony, loss.
There are so many things that can stop us. There are so many trials to our faith, to our beliefs, to our religion.
Regardless of religion. Regardless of the god you listen to, no matter the deity, the child of the deity or the number of the deities...
FAITH requires faith. You must trust in your faith and believe in your faith.
And when you believe so strongly, so completely and you place your faith above all else.

When the moment comes and you feel your faith has failed you.
Where are you?
Who are you?
What do you do?
How do you move forward?
How do you reconcile that?

How do you step away from your fear again and have faith?

How do you accept that maybe you have already been given the tools to heal what has been injured, how do you accept those tools? How do you let go of your anger and move forward? How do you find yourself again?

Look around you, look at what you have been given to sustain your faith. You have been given the tools to heal, the tools to fix what is broken. You have been given a guide and mentor and the tools for you to heal. Look around you. Look at the gifts and tools that are there and grab them with both hands and all of your heart. Have faith in them.

Take the first step to salvation.

The first step has to be on your own. It's a painful journey, but one with blessings and healing along the way. The only way to heal, is to take that first step.
You don't KNOW how to climb from the pits of despair and move forward, that's ok, there are those who love you, shelter you, encourage you and need you along the way. Let them help you, let them guide you and let them lend you the strength you don't have at the moment.

You say you have faith, that you believe, that you know the existence of god.
You have prayed many nights, you have held out hope for guidance from your god, you have waited with baited breath for him to lift this veil that has fallen over you.
You say you believe.

You say you believe.

You say you believe.

Yet, you turn your back on the instruments that were sent to you. To guide you, to help you, to teach you and lead you on your path to salvation.

Salvation is not only your soul. Your unwavering faith will save your soul, however it will not save your heart, nor your mind and not your spirit.
The only one who can save those, is yourself.
Your faith has sent you the tools for salvation. Let those tools guide you, bring you up, lift you up and give you strength. Take their hand and let them help you find the light inside of yourself again. It is there. It has always been there. You have relied of your faith long enough. NOW is the time to rely on the instruments your faith has brought to you.

Grab their hands, turn over your soul, your heart and your mind.

YOU have been given a gift, a chance and a way. TAKE it now.

Let it lead you.
Look around daily at all that you have been given.

Look in to the face of the children who need you, the grandchildren who love you and know that each step you take toward salvation is a step toward their own.

You have lost much over the years. You have given so much over the years. You have taught so much over the years.

NOW is the time to take.

To take the hand held out for you, the hearts that are open to you, the sight that has been given to you.

NOW is the time for you to listen, to learn.

Listen to the spirits around you, listen to the hearts around you, listen to the lessons to be learned around you.
Hear my heart and spirit cry out for you. Cry for you.
Hear the hearts of your children and grandchildren and your wife, brother, family, cousins, listen to them cry out for you. They are here to lead you on your path of salvation.

There is no fear here for me.

There is no thought of condemnation. No thought of anger and frustration.

I do not fear the emotions you will want to heap upon my shoulders for the things said to you.

I do no fear your anger. Your justification. Your will. Your condemnation.
I do not fear, because I have faith. I have faith in what my bones say to me, what my soul tells me and what my spirit weeps for.

While I do NOT know the pain of the road you have traveled. I do not know the suffering your heart has borne. I do not know the agony that your soul has survived.

I do not know what has allowed you to these levels of despair.
Those were not my trials to live, not my burden to bear. They were not my lessons to learn.

I do know YOU, I know the faith and determination and love that your soul has. I know what your spirit has said to mine and the answering echo of my own.
My spirit echos back to you. With a hand of god and goddess and with all that is faith and light and salvation and says; I may not be there, but, my soul and my own prayers have sent you the salvation you seek.

There is a reason for all things and all things for each reason. You have been given the path.

It is up to you to take a hold of the hand and walk it.

We are given the instruments to heal us and to help heal those that we love.

I feel it in my bones.

I feel it in my soul.

My spirit cries out with the agony of fear, for you are lost to us and I can not accept that.

I can not blindly turn my head and not acknowledge the pain in my own soul, it is an echo of yours.
I will not turn away from you.

I will not hold my tongue or silence my heart for you.

I am your will and your way.

I am your light in the darkness.

Because I hold your faith. I hold your truth.

I have been taught and I have listened. I have been lost and I have been found again.
I have lost my way. I have lost my will and I have lost my soul.
I was given a hand to hold, I was given a spirit to follow.
And in all my fear, I reached up and grabbed that hand and let it lead me out of the darkness.
My light does not have to be your light, for me to know your faith. For me to know your heart.
I can hear your soul. Because it is also my soul.
Grab hold of the hand, take it with faith and understanding.

KNOW that it has been sent as a messenger for you. That it has been given over to you, as a step toward salvation and light.
Let it help you fight your way out of the darkness. For in the darkness, it can be a terribly fight, to find your own way out. Fear consumes you in the darkness.

And you have been lost for so long.

My love for you, I want you to hear it, I also want you to close your eyes and FEEL it.

Feel the love that has been gifted you.

Through your own prayers and faith. Through your own questions and seeking.

My love for you, is only a fraction of the love that surrounds you daily.

Close your eyes and let your soul FEEL the love that surrounds you and the light that holds you in it's hands each and every day.

Because, you, you have been that love and the light for all of us.

LET us be that love and light for you.

For what is a child to do, when the Patriarch falls? Where is a child to turn, when the Patriarch is lost in the depths of despair, depression and darkness.
What is the child to do, when her soul cries out and the answering echo is pain, confusion and loss?

We turn not away from it.
We do not fear it.
That is not our way. Not our birth right and not the blood that runs in our veins.

We are, we have always been, regardless of faith, of religion, of belief.

Warriors.

We are borne of warrior blood and we will die of warrior blood. And in between we fight. We fight for love, for honor and for salvation.
To fight is the only thing our blood knows.

We fight for honor, we die for honor. We fight for love and for family. We fight for righteousness and we fight for those who can not fight for themselves.

A warrior lives in all of us, because we are borne of warrior blood. From the farthest reaches of of our bond to the highlands, to the lands we occupy today. We are borne warriors.

Let your family, your clan, gather around you and lift you up and fight with you.

That is the way we were meant to be.

Not a day goes by, where I don't wish to be closer to my clan, my blood calls to the blood of my family. My heart sings a song and a beat that is only matched by those of my own blood.

There is a reason, a plan, a cost and redemption that keeps me from the sides of my own clan for now. I know it will not always be so. But, until that time, be it across the miles or across oceans, nothing else in this world echos, like the beat of my own clansman's hearts and souls.

I close my eyes at night and I hear it.

It echos through my veins.

For you are part of my light, part of my heart and part of my soul.
You are our Father.

Let us help you now, let us help our own father find his way.