LORD, when I wake up in the mornings it’s like anxieties are standing all around me – waiting for my eyes to open, waiting for that first morning deep breath.
And they attack.
Relentlessly.
That familiar feeling and realization – of being alone, of the emptiness and the quietness.
Remembering the grief and sorrow.
Regrets that gnaw at me like a dog with a bone.
Thank YOU for this desk, chair, computer.
Thank YOU for meeting me here in these journal pages.
Thank YOU for not only reading my tears, and words, but hearing the cries of my soul.
There is a connection with YOU here that makes the morning easier, the day brighter, and a bit more user-friendly.
There is a confidence gained while sitting here with YOU – that knowing that I know that I know that I know . . . YOU are with me.
Against all odds.
Against anything that the day brings with it.
Against all the foes that surround me, and the enemy that attacks me.
YOU are with me.
Together, YOU and I, can handle anything.
The aloneness, the quietness, the stillness.
The battles.
No matter what - Because YOU are there.
Thank YOU GOD . . .
: Psalm 5:3 – O Lord, in the morning You hear my voice; in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for You and watch.
- Thank YOU GOD . . . and yes, it is a sacrifice – to get up and sit here with YOU . . . but oh so worth it!
: Psalm 63:1 – O God, You are my God; earnestly I seek You; my soul thirsts for You; my flesh faints for You, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
- How much O GOD . . . earnestly, fainting.
: Philippians 4:13 – I can do all things through Him Who strengthens me.
- Thank YOU GOD . . .
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