This life we live is a story. Our story and God’s story.
When I stop and think about the fact that my story is an intimate part of God’s bigger story, I cannot help but whisper my overflowing heartfelt gratitude into God’s ear.
But, even so, there are times when my story is chaos and messiness and pain and longing, bone-deep longing. Times when it seems that there are far more valleys than mountaintops and that those valleys are deeper than I can climb out of alone.
But I am not alone. Because I am never alone. The Author of this story is with me, though the enemy wants me to believe otherwise. Though the enemy whispers that there are more valleys and that I am alone, I am too familiar with his lies. Because I have believed them before.
But I will not believe them this time.
This valley is mine to walk, but I do not walk alone.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, the shadow of fear, the shadow of doubt, the shadow of loneliness, you are with me. You light my way. You whisper truth to my heart.
He is with me.
And so I trust him. I trust his truth. I trust his presence. I trust his promises.
So, if your story involves bone-deep longing, longing that causes your breath to catch in your throat or tears to linger just behind your eyes, hidden from the rest of the world.
If that’s where you find yourself right now, know that the One who created you knows your longing. Cry out to him. Let him fill you with his presence. Let him cradle you in his love. Let him whisper his promises to your heart.
And if He that created you knows your longing, believe that he will meet your need. It may not look like you anticipate. But know that it will be far greater than you anything your can ask for or imagine.
Because that’s who He is and that’s what He does.
Trust him. Trust him with you longing. Trust him with your heart. Trust him with yourself.