Hi God, it's me again. You know how the Canaanite woman cried out to you because you were her only hope in saving her daughter? You are my only hope and I cry out to you in desperation. I know you're always with me because you love me like no other. You cherish and claim both of us as son and daughter. This makes me so happy knowing how highly prized I am by the creator of the universe.
You want me free from fear, yet I'm in a precarious position. Steve and I have been brought to our knees in humility so you can draw us slowly and gently into your arms. How grateful I am for those arms.
The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit. Psalm 34:18