Enfolded in the Arms of God's Love

When I was 19, my father died of leukemia. I was devastated. We had been dear friends, and because my mother had been ill most of my life, my father had played a prominent role in raising me.

After his funeral, I returned to the university. On the drive back to school, my boyfriend told me that he had a scary criminal record. I was desperately poor and became very ill and needed surgery, but had no health insurance. I didn't know what to do, so I turned to the only One who could help me: God. On the half-hour walks to campus each day, I conversed with my Father and told Him about my fears and frustrations. I explained my situation in detail to Him--knowing that He already was fully aware of it--and asked for His help.

On those walks, I literally felt enfolded in the arms of God's love. And I knew that He knew me. I knew that He loved me and cared about me and that He would help me endure my trials.

And He did!

Because of His grace (and a lot of studying on my part), I graduated from college with high honors in three years and completed my master's degree in the fourth. God led me to a man who loved God as much as I did. We married, and I had the surgery I that needed.

We worship an awesome God. He loves us and is mindful of everything we need. He longs for us to talk to Him and share our joys and sorrows. He waits to bring us peace and happiness as we face challenges and trials. Visit with Him today and let Him hold you in the arms of His love.
© Carol Brown