And when I passed by thee and looked upon thee, behold, thy time was the time of love...
As I gaze at the path behind me, the journey that brings me to today, I become somewhat overwhelmed. The simple truth of my life is not glamorous, actually in most ways from my point of view my life doesn't match the dreams of the little girl playing family with her dolls. You can't perceive that based on a simple glance of my life or from the outside of the front door of my home. The many broken pieces of life I have hidden from view because it is hard to see them as honoring to the Lord or how they will bring glory to the kingdom.
Mapping out my journey to share has me facing some memories that still are difficult to ponder on. The feelings swirling around my heart leave me vulnerable and afraid. I know with all my heart that God writes our stories, and that we should give our lives back to the One who gives it. However it is so much easier to give it back in secret places of our lives, all the while people never knowing the whole story.
I also know that God loves my story, and he has been pressing me for many years to share His story for my life. You see, we are all broken, so we raise broken people. This endless cycle of life shows us a complete reliance on the Lord to teach and guide us as we progress through this event we call life. Even though each of our journeys is very different, the one part we have in common is that we are all broken in one way or another.
God passed by me and saw that I needed him at a very young age and he said unto me Live. Even knowing the failures in my life he still took me into his fold and loved me. He entered into a covenant with me, even when I didn't know what that covenant meant, and I became His.
Now when I passed by thee, and looked upon thee, behold, thy time was the time of love; and I spread my skirt over thee, and covered they nakedness; yea, I sware unto thee and entered into a covenant with thee, saith the Lord God, and thou becamest mine.