I will be the glory in her midst

I am sad.  This is a product of many things, the most of which is my first real and dear loss as an adult.  I am sad and my heart aches.
 I am anxious.  This is a product of many things, the most of which is change.  I am anxious and my heart aches.

There have been days when I have no words for my heavenly father and other days in which my plea is simply “Help…please”.  I find no rest in sleep and no comfort in words. My thoughts are not my own. I am a slave to that of which I have been set free. 

I cannot find the source of my sadness, so I am running towards the source of my joy.

My heavenly father sent me this via my earthly father, as he often does. It’s entitled

“What to do if you wake up Feeling Fragile”

You can read it here.

  

As my wall of fire all around stands to protect not only me, but also my joy, I will “ransack the Bible for his appointed promise”.

I will cling to the source of my joy as I flee from the stronghold of my sadness.

I will cry out to him as the fragile child I am and wait to be held in the strong arms of my daddy.

He will restore.