Whispers of The Deep

The nights  are creeping ever shorter. We’ve passed the worst of the winter. The hardest, the deepest, the coldest, even the snowiest. The days are edging out a bit longer. The sun shines a bit brighter. Even the birds seem to be waking up from the sleep of winter.

My soul is stirring. My time of rest is coming to an end. I am so very, very thankful for this time. I have worked hard to not squander the time away. For some people, I have so gone off the deep end. I know I am right where I need to be. Many times I wake in the deep of the night and end up on the floor in prayer. My heart is forever searching for and thanking my Master. He knows my heart and continues to lead me beside still waters.

I have not seen any  jobs or even housing opening up. I will not let this sway me. I have temporary house, so just pray that God’s blessings be over whelming to them. I have a plan, It is extreme, but I won’t give up. I know that taking care of family is my number one job. I have to get to the place I can do this. The steps are there, I will take them. God is calling, I must move forward.

The deep part of my heart is calling. Will I leave everything Behind for this call of God? I can only say yes. It looks so wrong from the eyes of those who do not understand. I know that God is not finished with me yet. He is not done with my children yet either.

The part of grief that we who experience it understand, is that we tend to always be the odd one out. The conversations around us seem so redundant and surface. Who wants to talk about surface things when deep things are happening? We know that no one wants to hear those deep whispers. I think that not only grievers, but people who are deeply hurt, feel this way. We get labeled introverts. No, we are just broken people looking for a world that will except us for who we are.

Sorry to be so real, but most people will never include or understand us. Only God does and will allow certain people to “get” us. So my circle of friends is small. That’s ok. I have to continually remind myself that I am who I am, I don’t apologize for it. The confidence in that is a great strength to me. I keep my eyes on Jesus. I pour over the Word and ponder the thoughts of those words daily. They bring me comfort and strong whispers in the deep end of life.

I am inserting a link for a song by For King and Country. It is new and so very powerful.

Have a listen


Author: thewidowwomanblog

I am a 53 year old widow who is watching her kids step out into life while holding tight to the Creator's hand.

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