Monday, April 09, 2007
He still moves mountains...
It hit me like an approaching train. Suddenly I am overwhelmed by a deep sense of grief. No family, no home... The restlessness sets in. Lies fall like arrows from an unseen Enemy. Bad... Not enough... Too much... Unloved... Unwanted
My soul has become weary as it searches for some sort of sanctuary, longing for just enough hope I can cling to. Looking for acceptance in a broken world...
Abba, You said that Your plans are to prosper me and not to harm me, to give me hope and a future. I have clinged to this promise for so long. And I will cling to it some more.
Strengthen me as I await healing and restoration. Strengthen me as I serve the purpose You have for my life. Strengthen me as I fight for those whom I love dearly.
Abba, I know you still move mountains.
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