tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post6391087415546460626..comments2023-08-04T07:13:23.815-07:00Comments on Beth Morey, Writer + Artist: Howling in the WildBeth Moreyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17507326859684820743noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-9640485477066487982013-10-15T10:55:56.025-07:002013-10-15T10:55:56.025-07:00Beth, hi. I read her at your blog but do not comme...Beth, hi. I read her at your blog but do not comment so often, not for any particular reason to not comment for I just haven't. I'd like to share with you from one deep, and dark restless soul to another that I can 'hear' you. You have nothing left within you. And, if you will not turn yourself away from the Lord, from the Savior Christ Jesus I promise, not because the Word says so, but from a personal testimony- for my testimony cannot be argued by you because it is mine, as perhaps you might argue the Words in scripture because they have yet to be your own truth. .....I promise you that should you not turn from a the confusion you read that God will honor that, for it is my testimony where I can say it is true. There'no other source other than the source by which you were created that can fix this. Think about that. You are not just a shattered piece, you are contrite -can a soul that is still living become more than contrite? This statement turned my life around "How can you be true to God if you can't even be true to yourself self?" God's not afraid of your word here, you've not become so contrite that it is too much for Him. My testimony springs from that very place. Who else can I turn to? Where else can I go? God is in the wilderness, if you must, you will find Him there too. Contrite leads to surrender, surrender leads to abandonment- one cannot abandon themself to death when they are still living. My testimony is that when I finally looked into my contrite soul I saw how lifeless I was, it scared me, so I cried out 3 words -Jesus help me. 5 years later here I am. I still saw that place again, why wasn't one time enough. Yet more times I am not there any more. The journey was so long, still going, but it took a while for me to believe Him when He He is with me until the very end of time. I know Jesus responds to big hurts, to tired soul... as well as to the small prayers that the broken have no strength for words, who have no life-ful words, but only the desperate, contrite, words that says I surrender "rescue me" and the soul that will believe a day is as a thousand years to my God, and a thousand years is as a day. Deannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03350578149610084498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-25782499170472369212013-09-27T12:46:49.732-07:002013-09-27T12:46:49.732-07:00Beth, I am left breathless (as another commenter s...Beth, I am left breathless (as another commenter stated), every time I read this. And I've read it multiple times since you first posted.<br /><br />As always, thank you for your bravery, your honesty, and the awys in which you allow the raw and real to come through.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-91431000999038108482013-09-27T06:56:18.235-07:002013-09-27T06:56:18.235-07:00Dear Beth, sounded like we all know what you are t...Dear Beth, sounded like we all know what you are talking about. I, too, have been telling God I don't like living, I wish I could just go 'home'. I want to be where He is. He said to me He understands but I will not regret this journey I partake with Him on this earth and He is looking forward to seeing me home. Do you have Healing Room near your area? I help in one of their rooms in Sydney regularly. Great people there. Perhaps you can go and receive some prayers? They don't just pray, they really seek the guidance of the Holy Spirit. If God is not supernatural, He is not God. You may be amazed at what He show the helpers there when they pray for you. You will be amazing how real He is and how much He cares about you, not what you can do. The other day I was crying in the shower, and (sorry don't mean to sound creepy), I saw in a vision Jesus and His teary eyes. He said to me He also cries, in fact He cries a lot when He is interceding for us - in this present time. Will say a prayer for you tonight before I fall asleep. JChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13456853789453890288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-50707509307181697762013-09-23T14:32:44.441-07:002013-09-23T14:32:44.441-07:00i too am on this thrashing journey. i too feel na...i too am on this thrashing journey. i too feel nauseous when i think about reading the bible and talking about God with my kids. this journey is timely for me because i am a homeschooling mom and this year we are actually studying the bible. this has been very hard for me to do with my boys, but i've come to the realization that they must be able to forge their own path and i must stay open minded and supportive through it all. it may not be my path, but that's alright. i will thrash my way through this and hopefully find myself on the other side.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-54896689185117882812013-09-23T11:04:54.610-07:002013-09-23T11:04:54.610-07:00Oh my.... This is so where I am right now! I actua...Oh my.... This is so where I am right now! I actually woke up grieving for myself this morning because of the realization that I don't know who I am either. I have lost myself before I even found myself. Thank you for voicing the words that I don't have the courage to say. So glad that Wild Rain had the link to your post today.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-25114342963138537522013-09-22T18:32:28.933-07:002013-09-22T18:32:28.933-07:00Sending you so much love. This life is hard, but w...Sending you so much love. This life is hard, but we are so very loved. You are in my prayers. Mandeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06002582557118694437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-83498923502312347012013-09-22T18:30:36.944-07:002013-09-22T18:30:36.944-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Mandeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06002582557118694437noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-68706556566741278392013-09-22T08:59:18.154-07:002013-09-22T08:59:18.154-07:00I can relate to so much of what you have written. ...I can relate to so much of what you have written. This is a weary road my friend and I wish I could have you lean on me until you feel stronger.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03421977133427906932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-69627649063597715442013-09-22T08:36:45.823-07:002013-09-22T08:36:45.823-07:00oh love. i am breathless with you. thank you for y...oh love. i am breathless with you. thank you for your vulnerable brave. your wild is holy and beautiful. you are not alone. xo. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-37989858908560443182013-09-22T05:26:35.053-07:002013-09-22T05:26:35.053-07:00Oh Beth, this speaks to my heart. Sometimes there&...Oh Beth, this speaks to my heart. Sometimes there's nothing left to do but head out into the wilderness to see what we will find. But it's terrifying to let go of the certainty I've had all my life. The main comfort for me is that I feel so much more real here... all I can think is that if God is here too, she must be so much more real than I ever could have imagined. That's my hope. I'm with you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-39504271210385788042013-09-22T04:27:57.535-07:002013-09-22T04:27:57.535-07:00Thinking of you daily...Elijah went to the wild, d...Thinking of you daily...Elijah went to the wild, drank from a creek that dried up. Angel fed he moved to the mountain to finally her the whisper of God...may you hear that whisper and may it sound like love... I have been that tired, been to that wilderness, and today, this day it has been 13 years since he lifted me... a miracle, that humbles me even as I write...He won't give up on you, He/She?...won't... DeaDea Moorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18058589416716653614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-8512345380122630222013-09-21T21:36:51.078-07:002013-09-21T21:36:51.078-07:00Beth; I'm here. I am listening to your words....Beth; I'm here. I am listening to your words. You are not alone. I love you. Hugs and blessings dear friend.Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03325252061271957869noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-31387737065881594652013-09-21T21:01:53.546-07:002013-09-21T21:01:53.546-07:00Oh Beth. I wish I could hug you in real life frien...Oh Beth. I wish I could hug you in real life friend. I will sit with you and howl in the wild with you...<br /><br /> Franchescahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08362049658761399255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-5385154548553791392013-09-21T18:24:00.213-07:002013-09-21T18:24:00.213-07:00It is scary to leave the world of pat answers and ...It is scary to leave the world of pat answers and dive into the mess, the honest. But it feels so much more real! Love you.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15832054100138437810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-10185235796691365502013-09-21T15:01:06.885-07:002013-09-21T15:01:06.885-07:00Into the wild it is. If you see me there, call out...Into the wild it is. If you see me there, call out.Estherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00991864264278624988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-71115423640265369292013-09-21T14:20:06.220-07:002013-09-21T14:20:06.220-07:00Will the truth set is free? I don't know, but...Will the truth set is free? I don't know, but I'm dragging this hope as I wander into the darkness.......wade into the deep, murky abyss......I'll see you there.JC Danishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04339777543812801753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-25967163144345750252013-09-21T14:18:23.539-07:002013-09-21T14:18:23.539-07:00"And then it hit me -- if I don't know wh..."And then it hit me -- if I don't know who I am, how can I possibly know who God is? The God who makes my sticky insides a home. No, not just a home -- a temple. A sacred space for Himself, for He and I, for all of us together." Ohmigosh...this. Beth, you hit something on the head here that I think I've been floundering around searching for myself. You are brave, dearheart, and I'm so proud of you! I love you, and I love the raw brave mess you are, because in that mess, there is a beauty that would be nothing with out that mess. if that makes sense. :-) Caleigh Royerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05703320980392395678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-64759710627490324462013-09-21T13:17:45.181-07:002013-09-21T13:17:45.181-07:00Oh my gosh you are so brave, and I have been WAITI...Oh my gosh you are so brave, and I have been WAITING for you to make this move, and I am so proud of you (even as I keep floundering in my own truth-telling and questions). I love you. the rusty artichokehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14737830361169727886noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-29251194905864040472013-09-21T12:54:00.473-07:002013-09-21T12:54:00.473-07:00"But I need another way to battle for hope, b..."But I need another way to battle for hope, because when I look down I realize that the sword I thought I'd been using for vanquishing has been cutting deep into my own flesh all these years instead."<br /><br />Yes to this, a million times. Oh, Beth, this is so beautiful. You are an AMAZING writer. I'm so sorry you're going through all this pain and hurt but I'm certain you will come out of it stronger! I'm howling with you too.dejahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11039028378863014713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2095265928930417153.post-50207353380078670632013-09-21T12:17:23.040-07:002013-09-21T12:17:23.040-07:00yes. YES YESYES.
holding your hand and howling i...yes. YES YESYES. <br /><br />holding your hand and howling in harmony. Rachelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05927558035256871985noreply@blogger.com