I cry out to God this morning, I am crying now. I read Psalm 139 this morning, as Jonan feels so distant to me in a way I don’t like and I am reminded by this Psalm that he is real, and he is seen by God:
Jonan is seen, known, and being formed by God. I love the Bible. For all the ways it challenges me, it also comforts me. I am thankful for both. True, I don’t know how Jonan is doing today, but this Psalm is nonetheless true. It has been true since the day of conception.
I named this post “Carry Me” because of this overwhelming desire I have this morning to know I am still carrying Jonan this morning. I want to do that for him and don’t feel ready to let go. I put a song on with the same name “Carry Me” ← (click here for the link). It is a prayer sung out to God to be carried through difficult times. A cry to be close to Him. If I, a mother who, yes, loves her son (but I not God or even close!) desire to carry my son in this physically challenging time for him…how much more can I have the assurance that God will carry me, the daughter He sees, knows, and has formed in love?