Sometimes when you are going through, you need to remember something. You need to hold on to something. It’s messed up when you are grasping for something - anything to hold onto - and nothing is there.
Now that I am maturing (note the “-ing” meaning I’m not done yet!) I hold onto Scripture.
When I cannot seem to recover from a hurt inflicted on me by someone that told me that they loved me, I call to the Lord and say:
“O Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.”
When I can’t seem to turn off the water works, I yell back and say:
“Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.”
You see, I shall never be moved. I will always have something to grasp. Something to hold onto - simply because I believe Jesus. I read His letters to me. I trust in His Word. He is my rock, my shelter, my safety. He is my everything.
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Much love,
Angela