Personally I feel that we all live unending journeys. We're always headed off on a new path or a new direction. I believe that God directs all of us in our lives even if we take a detour. God will never fail us, for every end he gives us a new begining.
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Unconditional Love
Where is His love? I walked aimlessly with unstoppable tears running down my cheeks. I gazed up at the coulds and said aloud, "God where are you?" I felt alone, abandoned, lost, fallen, hurt, and ashamed...with no one there to help me up. My life felt like it was slowly getting covered by a dark rain cloud, and the sun was forever lost. The bright pigments of the sun forced small rays through the dark clouds. I looked out across the green grass wondering, "Where are my friends and family, the people that are supposed to stay by your side? God why are you letting me feel so alone." The breeze in the wind blew through my hair, I listened for an answer, a sign, anything to show me there was hope. The world sat silent, the burden of feeling alone remained. No answers came, God's voice silent, friends words condemning, family invisible. What was happening to my life? Eyes blured from tears I collapsed on the grass, rocking back in forth, crying out to God. Question after question, still no answer, nothing but the sound of my own misery. My heart was nothing more but distressed, hurt, wounded, lost, and alone. How did I get here God, Who am I, who have I become, and where did I lose you along the way? I sat in confusion pouring my heart out to God. I prayed minute upon hour hoping for a sign, I had nothing to lose. Then a still small voice within spoke, "Your not alone, never alone, I will always be with you." Hope filled my heart, the burden of being alone began to fade. The sun warmed my face and the sky began to clear. God's love did exisist, it would always exisist, and He was going no where. The despair in my heart filled with faith and hope. I didn't have the answers to all lifes questions, but at this point I didn't need them. Knowing that someone still cared and loved me for my mistakes was satisfactory enough.
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