I am sitting here remininscing on those days in which I didnt seem to have a friend in this whole wide world, but one thing I could depend on was my belief that God knew me and loved me. My heart was always filled with happy hymns or solemn prayer in those days. I used to sing myself to sleep in a house with no lights or water and wake up to interesting days, challenged to find water to bathe. Those days are long gone. But the other day, I visited in a dream that old decrepit house by the train tracks , where my belief was so strong. This time I (me being in the now) was afraid. I was thinking OH No! This place is scary! When I first thought of this question, I was concerned I was forgetting my God, but now, I am refreshed to know He was with me in such horrible times. And I know He will comfort me the rest of my life. I can count on Him to deliver me, to bring me out, and I will not be afraid of fantastic and terrifying situations. I will look back and wonder How did I get over? But I know! It was my God all along! Yay! Good night, people.
2006-07-24
19:40:02
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