is hard, but
Life is good. Capital L. Life. Jesus, Who is Life.
when friends feel far
family seems foreign
community is lost
closest bonds are shaken
when i'm too tired to write
but my heart is filled with words
my mind filled with thorns
eyes dry but storing tears
where do i go?
to my bloggie.
whom do i seek?
my Jesus...
my constant Jesus...
my only Hope Jesus...
my Anchor in the storm Jesus...
my Wisdom Jesus
my Faithful Friend Jesus...
my Advocate Jesus...
my Counselor Jesus..
my Healer Jesus...
my First Love Jesus...
my Covenant Maker, Keeper, and Sacrifice Jesus...
my Vision Jesus...
my Eternal Life Jesus...
my Incorruptible Treasure and Great Reward Jesus...
My Savior Jesus... saving me again and again...
i'm in great need of saving again...
it's no drama... it's real life.
my identity as an available daughter to the most sacrificial, generous, and genuine mom.
my identity as an available gomo to my sweetest nieces.
my identity as an available friend to my friends sent from above.
my identity as an available sister to my one and only older brother.
my identity as an available wife to my sacred marriage covenant partner.
my identity as an available teacher, writer, blogger, reader, pray-er...
all shaken and stripped as i have become a married woman and even more as a first-time mom.
how strange that what the world paints as events of so much gain, which they surely are, have also been events of so much loss to me.
my heart is filled with grief
and weak
even as i want to be filled with fight
and take authority in my prayers.
cover me in your armor
help me to be still and hear your prayers for me
as i say amen and amen...
your Name alone be hallowed and prevail
Lord, be my Rohi again.
Lord, be our Rohi today...
especially for our little Rohi...
bring us to a place of genuine worship/worshippers...
in Jesus' Name.
amen.
