Yesterday, I got to hang out with Janet/Julian/Justice/Michael and it felt good to be with friends. Afterwards, I ended up talking to Janet and Julian in the car and I felt so cared for by both of them. I think something that's been haunting me these past few weeks is the lie from the enemy that the people I hold near and dear to my heart will eventually leave me. That eventually, I will be left behind in the dust. Obviously, this is a deep-rooted lie from the enemy. But it's deep-rooted, and I think certain events of this season have triggered this fear of abandonment. But you know what? The Lord's meeting me in it and I sense his nearness and protection and his desire to bring deeper healing into the crevices of my heart. Indeed, last night while we were out at a brewery (shout-out to the horchata beer I enthusiastically imbibed), Brig texted me super randomly with the following text: "You are on my heart tonight. I know your longing heart and plead to the Father alongside you. Lord, hear our prayer."
Holy crap. It's not like I'm super close to Brig - she's in our church's prayer group and we pray with the group every Saturday morning but she really doesn't know all that's been going on in my life or my heart. In that moment, I felt so known and seen by the Lord. And was reminded that my healing journey is not a solo journey, but one that involves the Body of Christ.
Once again, I find myself captivated by the Lord. I find myself solely satisfied by his presence and I trust that he is on the move, working all things out for his utmost glory.
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