When I look back at my life, the most consistent aspect of my life was that fact that God was there…
He was there, when my family was struggling financially.
He was there, when I felt down and out.
He was there, when I didn’t know how I was going to pay for school.
He was there, when I had my heart broken.
He was there, when my “friends” turned their backs on me.
He was there, when my self-esteem was very low.
He was there, when I cried myself to sleep.
He was there, when my parents didn’t and couldn’t understand.
He was there, when I made stupid decisions that could have cost me my life.
He was there, when I was happy.
He was there, when I got a college and a master’s degree.
He was there, when I met my husband.
He was there, when I walked down the isle.
He was there, when I asked him for a job.
He was there, when I was being blessed.
He was there, when I was growing.
He was there, on time, every time.
When I feel like He can’t hear me. When I feel like I don’t know what to do and question why things are taking long or why I am not receiving what I have asked Him for. I need to remember that…
He was there, all the time.
