God protects the righteous people’s bones; not one will be broken.”
~Psalm 34:20

The wind, with her stiff fingers, reached into my cottage. I threw a shawl over my shoulders to ward off the chill. “Good morning, God,” I said as I curled up on my sofa to sip my coffee. I thought of my life so far—there has been a lot of trauma over the years. “It’s been quite a journey, hasn’t it God?” I asked.

“Yes, it has. But I’ve walked with you every step. When you got too tired and weary, I picked you up in my arms and I carried you. When your tears threatened to drown you, I wiped them dry,” God said softly.

“I didn’t always know that you were there. Sometimes, I thought you didn’t care,” I said honestly.

“I know. When you couldn’t feel my love, I gave you people to love you. I gave you Kenny. Paula. Mark, and May. I gave you your four children.” The thought of my friends and family warmed my heart.

“I will never let life break you,” God promised.

“Thank you. It’s good to know you are there—that you’ve always been there, even when I couldn’t feel you.”

“I’ll never leave your side. I’ll never stop loving you. You are my precious child,” God whispered in my heart.

“I love you too, God,” I whispered back.

I knew at that moment, without a shadow of a doubt, that none of my past trauma had broken me. If anything, God used my past to strengthen me into the person I am today. He used my past to my good and to His glory. Everything was alright. Every.Thing.

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