Slept late. Felt a bit low. Missing my family. Bawled. Then remembered what my son, Arthur had said to encourage me. “My favourite name for God is Jehovah-shammah – i.e. ‘the Lord is there’. The Lord is with me, and He is with you. He is there”.
Felt a bit better, then bawled some more – quietly, of course.
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It will get better!
ReplyDeleteI almost had a panic upon arriving on Saint Helena - home and everything else seemed SO far away. Things started to get better during church on our first Sunday there when I felt very sure that although everything else was far away...God was no less "there". There is no where that we can go geographically that He will not be there - just like your son's encouragement to you - and I will tell you, it sustained me!
Thanks Genevieve. I have never met you, but I feel like I am getting to know you
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