God comforts me and His Spirit caresses my soul. I love and desire him alone. If he withholds his blessings and good health, I will still be satisfied with him. I was lost, guilty, alone and afraid. I am not those things anymore. I know that I matter to him, and the loss of anything and everything will only work to draw me closer to that which I cannot lose… his friendship. He is my friend… and that’s enough.
“Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior.” Habakkuk 3:17, 18
At Rest In Him 