A Divine Encounter

As a child, inside my heart, I’ve always felt adopted.

It seemed in every season of my life I desperately wanted to be anyone but me.

When I was in law enforcement I was terrified of death.

In times during my marriage I was the loneliest person I knew.

I tried countless ways and expended lots of hours in an effort to perfect my body.

To this day I still struggle with receiving compliments. 

Behind my need to control were anger, resentment and abandonment issues.

I desperately wanted to use my voice, but the words would never come out.

Over the years I have reconciled with myself as well as both my parents. 

I quietly long to go back and do over all my mommy mistakes. 

I never desired to be wealthy but fervently worked to acquire “enough” for a rainy day. 

In all my years of dating I secretly wanted to be celibate. 

People still don’t believe I’m an introvert. This world can move at rapid speed and I am absolutely content being still. 

I was a quiet Muslim with no real concept of God.

In reading the Holy Bible, I broke all the Commandments. Yes, all of them.

Just as HE did in John chapter 20, in walked this Jesus. At that very moment, HE too became my Lord and my God.