These past two days have been spent trying to not start crying at any given moment. I thought I had been doing better with living here in Texas, but it seems that sometimes feelings of sadness creep their way back into my heart. I have been complaining to the Lord, telling Him that I miss being held and that I can't remember being hugged for more than three seconds at a time since moving here. But of course, in true Jesus fashion, He makes it hard to be angry at Him. These words I just typed have been wrestling around in my mind all day. He makes it hard to be angry at Him. My mind knows the truth, but does my heart have the courage to believe that He is always good and is always with me?
Just an hour after crying out about being untouched, a sweet guy named Alex in my English class comes over to me and asks if he can give me a hug. "Will you receive my love, Natalie?" whispers the Lord.
Yes, Jesus. I will receive your love. I pray for a heart that is completely surrendered and ready to receive whatever you want to give. You are the Giver of all good and precious things, how can I not be moved by the love that you continue to show to my faithless heart? Thank you for walking with me, and for the joy that fills my heart as I remember all of the things I have to be thankful for. I am Yours and You are mine.
For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 8:38-39