You have searched me, LORD, and you know me.  Psalm 139:1

When I was this little girl, little did I know!

Little did I know how it would feel to have a broken heart; how it would feel to have a friend betray me; or how it would feel not to find my prince charming the first time I thought I was in love!  When I was this little girl, there was a sweet innocence in not knowing what I would face in the years to come.

When I was this little girl, I could not have  imagined the hurts and disappointments I would experience in this journey called life.  I could not have known of the brokenness I would experience, when I was touched inappropriately.  I could not have known that because I would need to wear glasses that some  would make fun of me and diminish my self-esteem.   When I was this little girl,  I could not have known that one of my closest friends would believe a lie told by her boyfriend.  How could I know this would end our relationship for good even when she realized she had been lied to?  How could I have known of the verbal and mental abuse I would endure in my first marriage?

When I was this little girl, how could I have known that the man my mother said was my father, would never return to see me?  How could I have known  my mother would deliberately try to keep me from knowing anything about this man?  How could I know she would pass away when I was 49 years old and take all she knew about him to her grave?

When I was this little girl, my grandmother told me about a man named Jesus! My  grandmother taught me to pray at an early age.  When I would get ready for bed each night, she would have me repeat the words to the Lord’s prayer after she said each line.  I had so much love and respect for my grandmother, that I did not even question the existence of  Jesus.  I believed because my grandmother believed.

Now that I am no longer this little girl, I have come to know Jesus on my own. I appreciate what my grandmother shared with me, but I had to get to know Him for myself.  I had to experience some brokenness so that I would talk to Him every day.  I had to go through this journey called life, so that I would know to give Him praise even before I got my breakthrough.  I know He has been my protector.  I know He has heard me crying and wiped away all of my tears.  I  know my strength comes from Him.

The LORD’S Prayer

My Father, who art in heaven, I honor your name! Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven! Give me this day my daily bread.  And forgive me my debts, as I forgive my debtors.  Please lead me not into temptation, but deliver me from evil.  For thine is the kingdom, and the power and the glory, for ever. Amen! (Matthew 6:9-13)

When I was this little girl, He knew I would be broken only to 2B restored! He is my Father and He calls me daughter.