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Solace and Hope
April 20, 2026, Jake Owensby, substack podcast: https://jakeowensby.substack.com/p/solace-and-hope
Do you hear him?
Here he comes while the crowds jeer and yell and shove to catch a glimpse of him… See him? Is that really him? He’s so beaten, bloody, swollen… collapsing under the weight of the cross… dragging his feet… Oh Jesus… I see you… I look into your eyes as you approach, though anguished with pain,…
sinking vs joy
lately there’s been frequent bouts of sinking for me… pain that overwhelms, loss of hope, loneliness… all of which gnaw at me, tell me lies, and drown me back into that valley of death. Give up, is the rally cry of these bouts, die as you live… how do i know this is not of…
he knows how to reach us
to be loved and enjoyed… to love and enjoy… you must be reached, by another, in a way that resonates between the two… and you must reach, to another, in a way that resonates between the two… for a touching of spirits. i cry out to you my god, from a being that longs for…
hope…
what do i find when all else is lost? I find that my spirit cries to God and only God… though separated, yet in expectation that he does hear me… and that hearing, that taking notice, that seeing, is my hope, that I’m loved and embraced in whatever may be… because the eyes of the Lord are…
Whispers
Lately, whispers have been gnawing, eating at me, just plainly sucking life out of me. Whispers? Yes, those whispers of “what’s the point Donna” or “you’re too old for any useful life” or “you’ll never heal” or “life is only pain for you” or “MOVE! you should be moving, accomplishing” or “God doesn’t really love…
Waking from Grief
Today, I was struck by something John Onwuchekwa said in a podcast… All days begin in the dark. Wake at 2am, for me groggy, not knowing what time it is and for an instant, a bit disoriented… where am I? what’s going on? what time is it? Just go back to sleep Donna, you’re exhausted.…
Paradigm Shift
Lately my being has been nudged, pondering, do I live as Jesus? What does living as Jesus mean? Literally live as He, walking the paths of Israel and making disciples? Deeper though, seeing His love of God, His seeking God, His following God, His love of people, His serving people… this life that Jesus lived…
God Knows
God saw the Israelites, and God knew. Exodus 2:25, csb And Elohim looked upon the Bnei Yisroel, and Elohim had da’as of them. Exodus 2:25, ojb God knew… Have you ever seen someone, really saw them, and you just knew? Have you ever walked into a room, received a call, met someone, and you just knew?…
On Hold
Life has been on hold… since death Shock, pain, pointlessness, striving… year 1, year 2, year 3, year 4… Surviving, sitting, pondering, grieving, writing, resting, healing… have all kept me in, only wanting the comfort of home; let life pass me by, for life has kicked me to the sidelines, to watch others live 4…
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