Morning, noon, & night I am troubled and upset, but he will listen to me. Ps. 55:17
He paid attention to me, so I will call to him for help as long as I live. Ps. 116:2
I read these Psalms then, read my last journal entry. I was having a difficult time with some heart hurts. I poured my heart out to God, basically pleading with him to take away this pain...and to hurry up! I cried (as I so easily do).
Today in the dark of the morning he is saying, “I'm still here and I hear you. Between now
and healing, talk to me. Don't stop!”
O, Heavenly Father, I love you. Thank you Lord, that you love me like no other. Thank you Lord, that you can and do speak specifically to me. I lay my burdens down at your feet again, today. I most probably will lay the same ones again down tomorrow. But I know you'll be there. Not as a silent God watching creation; but as my Father who cares about me and is actively helping me and speaking to me.
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