A girl sits in a coffee shop. She’s numb and in a daze- craving
to be noticed. Unable to speak, but capable of writing, she composes a prolonged
plea before the Lord. Needing a dependable foundation while everything else is
diminishing, disappearing and dying; nothing in this world remains. Seeking a strong and sturdy Comforter within a
weakened and unreliable environment- the people- this earth:
“Dear God,
I need you! I’m strained. My hand is hurting and I want
to stop writing, but I can’t. I have
to talk to you. I want to see you. I need you!”
With a
demeanor reflecting her loss she traipses to the door. There’s a lack of energy
to fight for joy. With affliction and melancholy- her invisible attendants- she
heads home.
That night
she lingers into bed. Her brain is overactive. It’s uncontrollable-reluctant to
wind down. Light is creeping through the cracks of the door. Is her brother
still up?
Her
resolution being that: even if he was, he couldn’t help.”
Restless, the girl turns toward her dresser. Her cell phone
is placed on top of it. She could
call her sister, but, “Ohhhhh, it’s too late! I’d only wake her up.”
Gaping at
the ceiling while twirling her hair; fearing over future events she just can’t
get to sleep…
Two
o’clock: She’s in bed and still awake. No one else is up. She’s alone. It’s
dark. Her mind won’t turn off. Her desperation- to experience company- a desire
to vent to someone- leads her to the
Confidant.
“God, I need you! It’s you and I, so come! Where
are you?”
Affirming
His truth- a clear voice heard within her mind- He speaks, saying, ”I’ve got
you. I’m holding you. You’re my daughter and I’ve got you cradled up in the
palm of my hands. I hold you secured. You’re safe. Trust me! Do you hear?!”
He
questions her presence of faith: “Where
are you?”
He
reiterates His enduring company and explains, “I yell to you at night and you
don’t wake up. I call to you during the day and you don’t turn to look at me. I
watch over you and you don’t feel my presence. I hold your hand and you don’t trust me.
He
challenges: “Where are you? You ask
where I am, but I haven’t seen you for weeks. You sit on your bed, you watch
TV, you play the piano, but you aren’t
here!”
He’s
persistent: “I’m looking for you! Where
is your heart?”
Acknowledging Him, she confesses, “I don’t’ see you. I don’t feel you. You’ve gone away- I’ve heard you, but I haven’t experienced
you.”
Emphasizing
His abiding faithfulness, He prompts, “Where is your trust? Am I not your Father? Have I not promised to
never forsake you- abandon you and leave? I speak truth! I keep all my promises. I am here! You may not trust me!
But I do; I trust in you to be everything I’ve envisioned you to be, since
before you were born. You have purpose, because I crafted you with mighty
intentions!“
“When you
scream ‘NO!’, I shout, ‘YES!’”
“When you
insist, ‘Please, not me’, I declare, ‘Surely, I choose you!’”
“When you
claim, ‘I am unable’, I proclaim, ‘I am able.
I have limitless strength so you do too.
Trust, because, surely I trust in you too.’”
He
professes His chase for her, by asserting, “I’ve pursued you all the days of
your life. Come to me. Receive my
mighty truth and live by it, my daughter. For, I am with you. Have faith
and live!”
Discovering
peace she recognizes that He’s her
man! She remains fully founded in His eternal embrace. Wholeheartedly she’s
surrendered. His bride has pursued and He
has been revealed. Her door was
opened and she’s susceptible to encountering her Husband, Father, Confidant, Comforter and Counselor.
He loves, He knocks, and assuredly, like the rising of the sun, He will find! The wife is united with
her faithful Husband and there’s fulfillment. There is value in His treasure so
He will pursue- becoming visible
before His child- His bride- His love- as they vulnerably chase Him.
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