When i was younger i remember thinking where does plants come from? how was seedlings made? and what about seeds? How did they come to be? I would wonder this so much, thinking through the whole generation of plants until fear was holding me so tightly i was afraid and everything felt out of my control. I remember mum telling me about God. Vaguely i remember and then my thoughts would go to God. How did God come to be? Now that i think of it, i am so glad i met Jesus. So glad my family got out of the bondage we were in. I’m so glad i let Jesus into my heart and i started talking to him. Even though as children we had no choice but to go to church. I’m so glad we were brought to the source of Life. I totally forgot about question land. Until i met this guy that suffers from the same thing as i had. I am just in awe that i’m not held down by fear, that my focus isn’t on having control or knowing everything. Once you accept Jesus into your life he is your security. I still get the odd questions of how things came to be but its not my main focus anymore. I’m not worried about it. Because God’s got me. He is my rock and my Salvation. My Comforter and friend. Thank you Lord Jesus!!
M
Saved (c)
