Do you ever have so much to say that you can't begin to even say it?
There is a lot going on right now in my life. Some painful things. Some things I am trying to figure out. Many things I can't and won't talk about here. Things I haven't talked about with anyone except my Lord and Savior. I am very careful in what I share here. I think our culture has gone too far in trying to expose itself in every possible way. Plus, I am a very private person that keeps things close to my chest, with the mindset of "who really cares anyway?"
I haven't any friends here as of yet and we may be relocating again to a different state, so why start trying to form friendships now? David says we should know this week where we are going to be.
I long to make a friend however. A good friend that I can pal around with. Someone who hopefully has children, so that ours can play together. I pray about her and for her wherever she may be and I hope she is out there waiting for me, wherever I end up. A Godly women who likes coffee, and yardsales, and crafting, and laughing. Since I am alonewith just the children a lot these days, I think often of that old hymn, "What a Friend We Have in Jesus." It gives me some comfort when I am at my lonilest.
I also have an old sheet of notebook paper that I wrote down many scriptures on years ago. They are comforting to a weary heart. I have been keeping the paper on the nightside by my pillow. I read it when I go to sleep and right when I wake up. One in particular that I keep reading over and over is John 14:27, "Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid."
Wow, what a balm to my soul that is. No matter what hurts I am carrying with me, no matter how many tears I cry alone in my room these days. There is always my Savior who loves me and listens to me.
I find a great deal of comfort and hope in that.