At times in my life I have found it too painful to pray. Communing with my Father means facing a whole lot of things I can't change, and can't do anything about. At these times, I pray in the sense of routine, but really praying, I am able to do only in small, manageable pieces.
But I know how much I have been blessed. The hard times I have been through in my life could have been so much worse, and are for so many people. I don't know why I have been so carefully, tenderly watched over. But I am so grateful to Him. Despite my occasional anger. Despite sometimes feeling betrayed and so alone.
When I do get the courage to pray, I feel Him there. I feel His love envelope me. And I know that I can trust Him to fulfill every promise He has made, and every righteous yearning of my heart.
Even the ones I can't do anything about.
Monday, February 14, 2011
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Thanks for your honest and lovely self appraisal.
ReplyDelete"I don't know why I have been so carefully, tenderly watched over."
ReplyDeleteThis is my experience too - may God continue to watch over you SilverRain
That was a wonderful post.
ReplyDeleteThat brought tears. Thanks for sharing it. You have some really awesome posts, btw.
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