Every happening, great and small, is a parable whereby God speaks to us and the art of life is to the message. (Malcolm Muggeridge)
I have been kind of busy lately.. My nineteen year old sister is visiting me from Missouri, and there hasn't been much time for me to enjoy my blogger friends. :)) Well life goes on, work, housework, laundry, cooking, gardening, decorating, and going on little family trips.. enjoying the beautiful weather we are having. I have been so busy that at night I get insomnia, with all kinds of thoughts swirling in my head, waking me from my dreams.
Some days I still fight the avalanche of depression, the darkness, the sadness... especially if I have to work long hours. Not believing in taking the anti-depressants I fall to my knees with the heaviness of my load and petition God to help me. To heal me, to shine his light into my soul, to pour down his sweet love, to comfort me. He does. How wonderful to have this awesome God we can turn to, in our darkest hour. When our hearts are torn and bleeding.
Its amazing to be loved by our heavenly Father. I read somewhere that we as humans, usually compare the heavenly father to our human fathers. Its nice when we have great dads, but when we don't... we need to realize that God is love. He will never hurt us, but heal us. I am so thankful for being found by Him and to be his daughter. It would be amazing to see Him face to face. Will you be ready when He comes again?
Psalm 16: 11 In his presence is fullness of joy.
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