I woke up. I stretched and rubbed my arms. Didn’t feel any pain anymore. I sat up. I checked the time. Hum! Midnight.
Here I am my Father to worship You with my midnight prayer of thanksgiving. I got up. Picked up my glasses from the likes of a nigh-table and fixed them over my eyes.
I glanced towards the computer screen. Hum! Only the trash bin quietly beaming ‘Weekly Godinterest Post Digest #3’.
Disgusted! But Reasoning, Wisdom at my Opened Door ….?
I walked away thinking, ‘nothing! Not a single email to celebrate my mother’s day!’. I made to the bathroom with that thought in mind.
In the bathroom? Reasoning comes my way, Mother’s Day? I quit celebrating it for ten years now, what on earth am bickering about?
As it is in the physical? I have nothing, literally nothing that I can eat for a meal. Nothing to validate my motherhood. My children seemed to have erased my being from their mind.
My friends and brothers and sisters are no where to be found. Not even strangers for me around, YET!
In Your PRESENCE? I HAVE IT ALL!
You are my Portion. I am not alone. You are ALWAYS with me. Though my mother and all abandon me? Not Thee!
I made it back to the computer and, separated the headline, ‘God-interest’. I clicked. I began to read. I read,
Why are you so downcast? You hang your head down, just ‘getting on with life’, but not truly living. Do you not know that you have victory because of Jesus? Your identity lies with Christ, not with what the world throws at you. You are not your mistakes, you are not your physical appearance, you are not your job, your relationships or your possessions (however grand or meager), you are who GOD says you are. ….
I read and read and read until the end, then? This is all the absolute truth, but! Something does not add-up.
It’s all truth, what then is not of my liking, rather is not of Your liking, my Father?
Wow! The portrait of the Former Me!
Even the me of yesterday! Hahaha! HalleluYah! Totally ridiculous, but!
Even the writer of such truth? By the wording in the post, has not come to terms that it all applies not just to me and you dear Reader, it all applies just as well and, big time to her unsuspecting soul!
O Well! Me? Deliverance ….?
Deliverance from my own evil carnal feelings of defeat and gloom, and doom, just as I asked You to do for me, O My Father—O Father Of Mine. What a Mighty Yah You are!
What now, O My Father—O Father Of Mine?
Joy quite explicable. Peace, not as the world gives. In You? I have Perfect peace. Your peace to me You bequeath. Perfect peace and confidence.
