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This is one of my best friends’ babies. In her hands is a custom order from someone who’s friend lost her son to suicide last week. A son who was this age once. A son who was fiercely loved and valued and squeezed tight. A son who will always be their baby. My heart cannot fathom the overwhelming grief. Our only hope? To lift our eyes to the One who is our help in every season and situation. Jesus, come quickly.
It seems the Lord is teaching me a deeper (more experiential) meaning of what Paul talks about when he describes servants of God as “sorrowful, yet always rejoicing” (2 Corinthians 6:10a). • You see, there is so much good happening. So much joy, provision, and depth of community. So many doors opening. So many opportunities to minister and be ministered to. So much love and humility and grace and kindness and care that it has made me—quite literally—cry into a plate of chicken and waffles from the mercy of it all. • These scattered beams can only be explained by the Lord, who is dropping joy bombs and grace explosions all around. • But it’s not all chicken and waffles. • (Link to blog post in profile ❤️)
“All in all, it was a never-to-be forgotten summer—one of those summers which comes seldom into any life, but leave a rich heritage of beautiful memories in their going—one of those summers which, in a fortunate combination of delightful weather, delightful friends, and delightful doings, come as near to perfection as anything can come in this world.” -L.M. Montgomery
“[It is] as if [David] had said, Separated from God I am nothing, and all that I attempt to do ends in nothing; but when I come to Him, I find an abundant supply of strength. It is highly necessary for us to consider what we are without God; for no man will cast himself wholly upon God, but he who feels himself in a fainting condition, and who despairs of the sufficiency of his own powers. We will seek nothing from God but what we are conscious of wanting in ourselves. ...the reason why God is represented as a portion is, because He alone is abundantly sufficient for us, and because in Him the perfection of our happiness consists.” -John Calvin, on Psalm 73:26

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Why I Cry During The Voice

The Voice

Sometimes it happens while watching the footage of their childhood or broken past.

Sometimes it happens when they sing during the Blind Auditions.

Sometimes it happens when they hug their friends and family after they’ve been chosen by one of the coaches.

But it always happens during the Battle Rounds when one of “The Voice” contestants is stolen.

The tears come. Flowing and free. Just like Shakira’s shiny blonde hair.


Well, as I caught up on the Battle Round episodes yesterday—and cried   every   single   time   a guy or girl was stolen by another coach—I asked myself the same thing.

And then, as I swiped the last tears from my cheeks, the answer was all too clear.


When a man or woman, boy or girl, makes it through the Blind Auditions on The Voice it’s because one of the four coaches saw something in them that qualified a chair turn (if you don’t know the premise of The Voice but enjoy music or competition, do yourself a favor and watch this show). It might be the timbre of the voice that prompts a coach to turn, or it may be the competitor’s control or range, or the power displayed therein, but when a coach turns around it’s always because they hear potential.

After the Blind Auditions, the show’s participants move into Battle Rounds where a coach pairs up two teammates to perform one song, after which one contestant will be chosen to remain on the team and one will be sent home.

Unless another coach steals. (cue the tears)

The Voice - Season 6

By this point in the show, viewers have seen a little more of each participant’s story and are now familiar with why they want to win the show (and a recording contract). Viewers have seen them struggle and fight to overcome obstacles, they’ve gotten to know their families and why they sing, and they’ve seen their drive and determination.

These participants are spending their lives in pursuit of their dream, some even putting their jobs and education on hold in order to compete on the show.

And then the Battle Rounds arrive and the people you’ve come to admire and respect for their passion and effort try their absolute best, humbly receiving and implementing critiques and guidance from their coach and advisor, and leave their heart on the stage.

But no matter how good they do, one of them will not remain on the team.

The coach agonizes over the decision of whom to choose and whom to send home and viewers can almost visibly see the heartbreak of both coach and participant.

The struggle is 100 percent real.

The Voice - Season 6

While one competitor experiences the elation of having been chosen and runs off the stage to hug their coach and family backstage, the remaining competitor is left on stage with Host Carson Daly and begins to give a heartfelt thank you to their coach for investing and believing in them, etc., etc.

Despite the devastating reality that their dreams are left unfulfilled, they try to hold back the tears (some unsuccessfully) and keep their head up as they walk down the stairs to exit the show forever.


…with a flash of light, another coach pushes their button and steals the competitor.

The Voice Steal

When all hope seems lost, redemption comes.

That’s why I cry.

I cry for redemption.

I cry because although they weren’t as good as someone else, they were still chosen.

I cry for hope.

I cry for a second chance.

I cry because of the Gospel.

“Every good story is a version
of the One True story.
all is lost
Suddenly changes into
and restoration.”
-Tim Keller

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