Many of you have read my first book, Not Really A Princess. In this book I share my story of growing up in Western Washington and the struggles our family had. It was a lot for us to endure. At times I felt it was hopeless. I wanted someone to help us...anyone.
When I was 13, my adoptive father died and I did not understand how things could get much worse or why trials seemed to plague us. A month after he died we sold 29 of our 31 horses and I stood watching from inside the barn that rainy afternoon as truck after truck drove away with my horses.
We had no income and we needed the money the sale would bring. I felt forlorn. That God had abandoned us. A couple months later we started going to a little country church. I had never been to such a place. They were memorizing scripture out loud together. Romans 12:1-2.They all had Bibles with them and they would sing hymns in harmony together. This was all so foreign to me. My sister and I were invited to youth group that night and quickly made friends. Within a few months my mom and sister asked to pray with our pastor to accept Christ as their Savior and wanted me too also. I went along with it but am not sure I really knew what that meant. It wasn't until a month or so later when I really started understanding what Christ did for me in dying on the cross, that I prayed by myself one night. I contritely prayed for Him to forgive my sins and thanked Him for giving me eternal life. Romans 6:23 says, " For the wages of sin is death but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord."
Times were still hard but somehow I felt a sense of hope. It didn't matter if everything was great because I clung to His promises. Reading Psalms was my favorite and still fills me with hope when trials come.
Over the past 46 years I know that the only thing that can help my frame of mind is praying and reading God's Word. They are what give me refreshment. They are what give me hope when things are hard. Because dear reader, life has hard times. The question is, how do we deal with adversity? Do we give up? Do we ignore it? Do we get angry?
I would encourage you to start reading Psalms. In many chapters King David cries out to God asking Him why has something happened. But he always comes back to praise by the end of the chapter. You see that is why he was a man after God's own heart. He talked to God about everything. Good and bad. He fellowshipped with Him. Shared his burdens and his joys. There are so many that are my favorites that I have a hard time sharing just one. Here is one of the many. Psalm 34:17-18, "The righteous cry and the Lord hears, and delivers them out of all their troubles. The Lord is near to the brokenhearted, and saves those who are crushed in spirit."
God is waiting to hear from YOU. He longs for you to talk to Him. It is true that He is the almighty, sovereign, merciful God. But He created you and loves you.
I have spent more nights than I can count crying to God. Asking for Him to fill me with peace and healing. I cannot imagine a life without that love filling me or the encouragement He gives.
Do you know I pray for all of you who read my blog? For everyone who reads my books? I do. Every day. I may not personally know you or your situation but I can still pray for you because God knows you and what your needs are. So I pray this gives you comfort.
So I can think back 46 years ago and I am so very thankful that God drew me to Himself. He wrapped His arms around me and comforted me and has never left me.