I miss her. 

I miss the girl who used to wake up with the excitement of diving into His word.

I miss the girl who felt the spirit just opening the pages of the bible.

I miss the girl who would miss a turn because she was so into the worship music playing in the car.

I miss the girl who would stop in the middle of work to say a prayer because someone needed it.

I. MISS. HER.

I’m not sure when she left.  It just seems that one day, she realized that the reading was routine. 

She realized that her prayers were basic bless your food prayers.

She realized that the time spent in His presence was time spent ignoring HIs presence and reading just to say the reading was done.

I miss her.

I miss the girl who had the positive outlook because she knew that, no matter what, He was there and would take care of her.

I miss the girl who believed God was for her.

But one day, she realized, her outlook was so off track.  She realized that she couldn’t find the good in the situations around her.

She realized that she struggled to believe that God was hearing her and was still for her.

That girl is struggling to return. 

She is struggling to find the intimacy with Him that used to be so obvious.

She is struggling to believe that ALL things work together for good.

She is struggling to open His word and find the answers she is so desperately seeking.

She is struggling.

I know that she is not alone.

In the middle of the craziness called life, I know that she is not alone in the struggle.

Friends, as they say, the struggle is real.

But so is My God.

And He is fighting for you.

Even when you don’t feel He is.  Even when it seems He is so far away.

He is right by your side.

So if you miss her too, fight right along side Him to bring her back.

Until next time…