on holiday

Sometimes I find myself in this place that is isolating. It seems to be void of anything in my spirit that believes “it is well.” What’s even worse is that when I’m in this place, I have zero desire to fight my way out of it. My hopelessness becomes my closest confidant and assures me that no one else needs to know.

But glory to God that He can name all the stars in the sky, call them out every night, and not one is missing. Glory to God that His understanding is unsearchable because I would have given up on myself a long time ago. Glory to God that He provides strength for the weak, that He helps us rise and soar on His grace.

Glory to God that He graces us with relationships that reminds us of His grace. Glory to God that we are always seen & never forgotten.

 

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