My heart is full of words, but I'm having a hard time getting them out of my brain and onto paper.
So what do I say?
I am kept.
I am heartbroken.
I am loved.
I am incredibly sad.
I am held close by the Maker of the Universe and the one who calls me His Beloved.
I am filled with that peace that surpasses understanding, and I know that it's a result of prayers being said and finally recognizing the need to cling to Jesus instead of shaking my fists at Him.
I am learning to love in a new way.
I am really and truly learning what it means to 'praise Him in the storm', as best as I can, anyway.
I am growing and changing.
I am hanging on.
And I'll leave you with this:
"Seek me with your whole being. I desire to be found by you, and I orchestrate the events of your life with that purpose in mind... When you encounter rough patches along your life-journey, trust that My Light is still shining upon you. My reasons for allowing these adversities may be shrouded in mystery, but My continual Presence with you is an absolute promise. Seek Me in good times; seek Me in hard times. You will find Me watching over you all the time." (Jesus Calling)