Lights from the Fog

It's late and I'm tired. But I can't sleep... The weather is anything but warm, but lovely nonetheless. From where I am sitting I can see little light beams beckoning to me from amidst the fog. They are quietly calling my name, they call me to a chilly world of adventure. A world where one must face challenges, enemies, battles, huge problems, friendships, love and loneliness. It's the world I face from here at my desk. The world I must face tomorrow and the next day... and the next. They say to me- it's alright love, wait and love will come- which is probably a line from a movie. I can see now, that the love I am waiting for is from my King. Jesus. He is coming, and He is coming into my heart the more I prepare it for Him. When loneliness strikes it doesn't always mean that He has left me, it often means that I am not paying attention. That I am being distracted. That the shiny light of the the reflections on the snow are distracting me from the real light ... the light that shines in the darkness through the power of God.

How can I stand here and not be moved by You?

He is calling... He is coming... He is HERE! He is all around, and I don't ever have to be alone when facing the adventures of the world.

Yours Eternally,

Nadine <><

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