He was there

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When you wake up in the middle of the night and realize that He’s not right beside you…

It’s the time of the night when you would roll over & the security of his arms would hold me tightly….

Then you remember three years ago that He was not there and you were alone and you had no physical touch of another and that you actually never had this at all in your life…
There was no physical security that held you at night when you slept …
but there has been one who wrapped you in His arms …

When you were a lil scared girl when others made you fearful…..

He was there …

When you were alone in the presence of anger ….

He was there…

When your mother left you in her womb…

He was there…

When your father
took the gun and placed it to his head and pulled the trigger…

He was there…

When you the ones who took your innocent visited …
He was there…

When you were bullied daily and hit violently…

He was there…

When your last name changed three times but they were all differently the same person…

He was there….

When others surrounded you with violence and anger…

He was there…

When you ran away from everyone over and over again for 42 years…

He was there…

When you made mistakes that were intentional and those that weren’t …

He was there….

You remember being alone but always knew he was there….

You remember ….

He was there…

His arms were wide open ….
His hands wiped every tear…

You recognize Him, you remember seeing the nail scarred hands with holes that took every sin….

You remember the times of abuse and mistreatment, when others placed hands around your neck, your innocence was stolen, when you made those choices that would forever change the course of your life ….

He was there…

You remember that Three years ago you surrendered everything and you had nothing and you were homeless but Hopeful…

You looked up and he was there…
You saw him …
You knew he was the one because standing beside him was the one who was always there…

Your Hope was at last not wasted …

The Hope giver was there in every moment of your life because you remember those nail scarred hands…

You roll over and ask the one with nail scarred hands to come you closed your eyes and ….

HE WAS THERE….

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