I can name a few times when, seeking for human approval, I tried calling several friends and none of them pick up. Tonight would be one of those times. I knew my Abba saw through my idolatry of seeking others to fill the void I was feeling. Them not picking up was not coincidence or bad luck. He was calling me to talk to him."You're on your own, baby. Just you and me."
But it's a good alone - an honest, tearful alone - because I'm alone, with my Savior.
R<3
I love you Ruth Paulson. Thanks for posting this. I've been there; it's hard, but so good. :)
ReplyDelete