Oh, Lord. I have been blind. Forgive me.
Dear Jesus. I have allowed my emotions to run wild, misdirecting them stupidly, tossing them here and there. I forgot how to breathe. I forgot how to be still and rest in you.
I forgot that you will never fail me. But, Lord, I have miserably failed you. I am sorry.
I thank you for the gift of friends, some of whom I know, some of whom I don't-except from afar. They point me gently in the proper direction with their simple understanding, and my soul is calm again.
For no matter what happens, I do not walk alone.
I am not really blind at all. Even if my eyes could not see, I would still not be blind, for I have the eyes of a loving God, one who never sleeps but watches carefully over me and my affairs.
To whom shall I run? I shall run to You, Dearest Lord. Always, I shall run to You.
With my eyes wide open.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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