Hopeannfaith here, looking up from the bottom of the emotional well, again.
Things appear to feel the same this morning as they did last evening. Yet, the sun is shining in the windows in a peaceful, comforting way. I’ve decided to find my solace in the lap of my Heavenly Father. This will assist me in not finding blame in my families inability to comfort me in their need.
The decision, though, does not comfort that inner emptiness, yet. I want too much from the people in my life, I guess. I told my husband this morning that I just feel alone. I am blessed with him! He did not take offense, or appeared not too. He is simply kind to me, even though I don’t think that I deserve it.
So I stand at the bottom of the well, with only the puddle of water from the raining tears that fall at my feet. As I shuffle around in the deepening puddle, waiting, I realize there are small tinkling items amongst the rain drops. As, a comforting beam of sunlight shines down onto the rippled glass surface I see the coins.
Epiphany! I stand and shuffle amongst all of the wishes that have been tossed into the well. Your wishes, my wishes…The dust particles sparkle in the sunshowers rays, like glitter from heaven, around me. The ray of warmth causes all the wishes to gleem at my feet…As the comfort from all of this envelopes my heart and spirit I remember to….
Continue to Look up…that is where my help comes from.
Psalm 121:1-3 I will lift up my eyes to the hills—
From whence comes my help?
My help comes from the LORD,
Who made heaven and earth.
He will not allow your foot to be moved;
He who keeps you will not slumber.
I know this to be the truth, yet, still…