remember the days when you would walk into the dark field with a blanket wrapped around your shaking body. you would sink underneath the big oak tree and hear its branches swaying in the breeze. a leaf would fall onto your lap and join the tears which were steadily flowing from your blinded eyes. your broken heart would ache with the uncertainty of the future and its beat would deafen the silence around you, but as you would admit that you couldn’t do this alone anymore, He would meet you there. He would meet you in your hurt. in your brokenness. in your strife. in your despair. He would wrap you in a new blanket of love, drying every tear from your numb cheeks. the lump in your throat would disappear and you would hear the last songs of the birds as the moonlight started to shine onto your long hair. small leaves falling from the oak tree would form a wreath around you and He would remind you of the unconditional and never ending love He has for you. He would assure you of His perfect plan for your life, diminishing any fears you had. taking a hold of that truth you would lift your arms in surrender, calling out His name and praising Him with everything you had. a faint smile would start to stretch across your face as you remembered every time He had been faithful and in complete peace you would whisper: ‘Way Maker, Miracle Worker, Promise Keeper. You have not forgotten me, and you are working in the waiting. i trust You, Father.’
so here’s me being vulnerable and sharing a snippet of my heart that i wrote a while back with you. i hope that by sharing this you are reminded of our Father’s unconditional love and perfect timing. i know how it feels when you think you know exactly what’s meant to happen, but for some reason He says: ‘I know you might not understand now, but I have a better plan for you.’
remember, this is temporary. not for a moment will He forsake you. He welcomes you with the biggest smile as you run into His arms and He softly whispers: ‘be still, I’ve always been here. come as you are.’
love always,
larah x
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