The other day I just... couldn't. Stress, fatigue, and anxiety were taking over. I had been trying so hard to keep moving forward on the righteous road but that day it wasn't working. I was empty. Spent. I desperately wanted Him. Needed Him. My discouragement was taking over as I realized my halo wouldn't shine bright enough that day to get His attention. I couldn't get the right Bible verse to lift me up the way I wanted. Everything I held to be true was slipping through my fingers. The world was dank and cold and I was alone. Then, three little words escaped from my lips and everything changed...
Come get me. That's all I uttered. I felt like a little lost lamb taking cover under a bush. I wasn't hiding from the Shepherd I just couldn't get back to Him. I needed Him to come to me because I couldn't go to Him. Before I even finished saying those three little words He was there. His fingertips were already brushing my face. His strong arms already lifting me. He didn't have to come look for me. I was never out of His sight. In that moment of vulnerability I was made whole.
Some days are hard. Some days you can't fake strength. In those moments, and in every moment, He is there. Call to Him. Let Him reach for you. Let Him scoop you up and take care of you. Of course these days are temporary as we're only passing through...
Come get me. That's all I uttered. I felt like a little lost lamb taking cover under a bush. I wasn't hiding from the Shepherd I just couldn't get back to Him. I needed Him to come to me because I couldn't go to Him. Before I even finished saying those three little words He was there. His fingertips were already brushing my face. His strong arms already lifting me. He didn't have to come look for me. I was never out of His sight. In that moment of vulnerability I was made whole.
Some days are hard. Some days you can't fake strength. In those moments, and in every moment, He is there. Call to Him. Let Him reach for you. Let Him scoop you up and take care of you. Of course these days are temporary as we're only passing through...
"In my trouble I cried to the LORD, And He answered me." Psalm 120:1
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New American Standard Bible Copyright © 1960, 1962, 1968, 1971, 1972, 1973, 1975, 1977, 1995 by The Lockman Foundation, La Habra, California. All rights reserved.
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