I am not alone
The daily scripture reminded me of the song I love so much by Kari Jobe - "I am not alone". Says profound depth to me.
I never felt alone. Maybe a few times all by myself tackling the world, but not long. I soon felt this burst of energy tell me it will be alright. This is why even though in my most stressful of times I can not bring myself to hate Jehovah.
I did wrong. People took precautions to stay safe. Jehovah only loved me and his children.
Still that is my past. It took me months to find the person that was lost. Even more it took me to rid of the one person I wanted in my life, but would not choose me. I was needed not wanted.
To this day it hurts but that is the joy in living. I gain the experience in knowing how to survive a broken part of me. That is the reward. Surviving.
With that knowledge I am able to go forward in my life. Seeking Jehovah and finding a home. Searching and finding another level of peace and love.
I am never alone.
Jehovah helped me close that chapter of my life. It was his kindness. I am forever grateful.
Today's scripture makes me look back at Paul. Dares me to dive deeper into the research. Making a project of my own. This is what I missed. The education that no schooling can give. The spiritual growth.
Now the only thing is finding what truth of Jesus' ransom is to me, once more. I know that will take months if not years but if I am allowed, I will find the click in my heart.
That is where I am lost. It's a gradual process. Each step is taken to find that hit again. And I look forward to each tiny step made.
Grateful for the journey I am making. My path is a little bit more refined. Each day it becomes less boulder infused. That is the light.
I am never alone.
Even when I thought I was. When I closed the door to my past. It is goodness that holds me searching. That is the bonus.
I am not alone.
I never felt alone. Maybe a few times all by myself tackling the world, but not long. I soon felt this burst of energy tell me it will be alright. This is why even though in my most stressful of times I can not bring myself to hate Jehovah.
I did wrong. People took precautions to stay safe. Jehovah only loved me and his children.
Still that is my past. It took me months to find the person that was lost. Even more it took me to rid of the one person I wanted in my life, but would not choose me. I was needed not wanted.
To this day it hurts but that is the joy in living. I gain the experience in knowing how to survive a broken part of me. That is the reward. Surviving.
With that knowledge I am able to go forward in my life. Seeking Jehovah and finding a home. Searching and finding another level of peace and love.
I am never alone.
Jehovah helped me close that chapter of my life. It was his kindness. I am forever grateful.
Today's scripture makes me look back at Paul. Dares me to dive deeper into the research. Making a project of my own. This is what I missed. The education that no schooling can give. The spiritual growth.
Now the only thing is finding what truth of Jesus' ransom is to me, once more. I know that will take months if not years but if I am allowed, I will find the click in my heart.
That is where I am lost. It's a gradual process. Each step is taken to find that hit again. And I look forward to each tiny step made.
Grateful for the journey I am making. My path is a little bit more refined. Each day it becomes less boulder infused. That is the light.
I am never alone.
Even when I thought I was. When I closed the door to my past. It is goodness that holds me searching. That is the bonus.
I am not alone.
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