It was there, in the dark, wide awake, that she felt her Heavenly Father’s hands comfort her. It was there that she had her first real personal encounter with Jesus.
When I resisted his call, He waited. When I turned away, He waited. When I wanted to do things my way, He waited. And when I finally came to Him, He showed me mercy.
From there, I pondered the opponent I face every day… the one who whispers in my ear that I’m not good enough… the one who tells me I’ll never be enough...
In my continuance to study the Book of Revelation, I dug into chapter six only to find myself backpedaling through the scripture to refine my thoughts on the rapture...
This prayer conveys a transparent, raw view of the Christian life, a lamb in need of a shepherd, a constant battle with an enemy stirring up the past and tossing our failures before us, a cry out to God, a longing to please our Creator… a child running into the arms of the Father.