A Daughter of the King
I don’t know if anybody is out there listening or not. Hello? It’s been a while since I’ve posted a blog here. Almost a year. It’s been a hard year.
I’ve gone through some of life’s storms and sometimes I’ve felt really alone. I know that’s true for a lot of people. Not just me. Sometimes I wish there was a button I could push, when things feel like they are just too much to handle. I don’t want out. I just want to sound an alarm and see if anyone comes because basically at that point, I have no idea who cares. Of course, I would hope someone would. Unfortunately, when things get that bad, I don’t think I would even feel like pushing the button because I probably wouldn’t believe that anyone would show up.
So the introvert in me just hides away in the safest place she can find until the storm passes. Sitting there in the darkness, I begin to remember who I am. I am the daughter of a King. And I begin to pray and then I seek out God’s word to fill my heart and soul again. My heart begins to soar as my Father’s love surrounds me and uplifts me. And I remember how blessed I am and I begin to feel thankful. That is the beginning of the healing.
If you feel alone and wonder who will come if you sound an alarm, I want you to know that I would. I really would. You are not alone. And your heavenly Father is always there, always waiting to talk to you, to hold you and to make you feel safe. Until we talk again. ((HUGS))