She called me yesterday morning.
I had no idea who she was for about five minutes.
I recognized the desperation in her voice!
As I listened to her it dawned on me how much we are alike.
All hell has broken loose in her world & she knows whose she is.
God isn’t distant; He is in that storm & Lord of it!!!
Even though He seems cruel & gone, He is present.
Listening to her woe was excruciating because I could not rescue her from it.
She is weary. She is spent. She is Leary. She is bent.
Not finished! Not over! Just needing to be covered in prayer.
Someone to recognize her pain & ease her into the light.
Assist her into the posture of peace.
On her knees…..waiting, wondering, wrestling, wringing doubt from her tear stained robe of righteousness.
We lifted each other up with HOPE.
Not of this world but His Kingdom living inside!!!
It is key to remember what He has done in the past so that we can encourage one another with His Victorious Future!!!
She is on her way home & she is not alone.
His angels escort her to & home safely.
She is being led by peace & His favor & friendship belong to her, His Beloved.