When I feel like God doesn’t hear me… it’s not Him who is deaf. When I feel God doesn’t see me, its not Him who’s been blinded. When I don’t feel His presence its not Him whose walked away.
Missing my beloved often makes me feel I have lost everything. But I haven’t. Feelings, though often valid and powerfully real to me, deceive sometimes. They squelch the flames of truth leaving only embers where hopelessness chills my heart. Its then that I realize I have isolated myself and been without perspective. Truth, God has been good to me and He hasn’t abandoned…. my proof…. the gift of others unafraid of walking alongside me. Thanks for listening to the ramblings of my heart.
Widow's Manna 