Or does it just seem completely different now?
Some stuff is piercing; crushing. I don't understand. I haven't studied. But it's hard to know. . . is this a broken promise?
. . .those who seek the Lord shall not lack any good thing. . .
Gabe was a good thing . . . .
More tears to swallow yesterday morning hearing those promises out of Psalm 34. . .
Maybe only eternity will answer the cries of my heart.
I know enough about God to know that He is the definition of Love. Love doesn't break promises. So. . . I just don't understand His hand right now, I guess.
But look at this.
Wrapping my heart around this.
Clinging. Knowing. Living this.
If I say
surely the darkness shall cover me
even the night
shall be light all around me
. . .the darkness does not hide from Thee
. . .the darkness and the light
are both alike to Thee
from Psalm 139:11,12
He isn't hiding from our darkness.
He knows how dark it is.
He is with me in the dark.
And I love Him for that.