What joy can I find
in today – when my
inner dialogue & those
around me are all screaming,
won’t you be by my side? Why
did you do this, do that?
and I wonder, Abba, if
right here is enough. To
let you hear these cries and
bring them once again to Your
feet. I need you, Abba, & so do
they. We all do. & I don’t know
what else I can do
Christmas, or leading up to it, really makes me see and hear and feel pain of others that just shocks you still. Or makes me want to hide away. Because I want to help and fix it, make it stop. But I can’t find helpful words and I don’t know what to do. And I’m not sure if Jesus is really hearing my heart cries or if it’s enough what I’m telling him outloud. If the continued lie that brokenness is all there is, will continue to whisper louder, the more truth seems to pour out though i’m distracted every few minutes. And want to cry and get so mad: Jesus, I’m done! That’s it! This hurts. Can’t you wipe it all away? Can I hide away forever? In the shadow of your wings I am safe right? You are refuge. You are the hope that doesn’t disappoint because of the love you have poured into my heart through the Holy Spirit? Did I say that right? All this time getting into your word and reading is bringing about something beautiful? Can I experience your joy for me this Christmas? You coming into my need that I won’t miss it?
Maybe the joy is the knowing Jesus knows my heart and wants to hear me express it. He knows neediness and doesn’t mind it. Believing he wants to help is a little harder, but he says he holds me by my right hand, do not fear. I will help you. So, okay. But I’d be lying if I said I feel covered in darkness and he already passed me by still.
May your consolation bring me joy that you know my doubts. About Christmas. About your plan for my life. Friendships. Family. Everything.
Through the joy of every morning
My love will be yours. (okay, Jesus, okay.)