Held by Grace: A Waiting Woman's Story of Trust and Surrender (Part 2)
"Comfort, yes, comfort my people"! Says your God. "Speak comfort to Jerusalem and cry out to her, that her warfare is ended, that her iniquity is pardoned; for she has received from the Lord's hand double for all her sins" ( Isaiah 40:1 ). “You are forgiven.” Relief washed over me like a tide. As she spoke of God fulfilling the deepest desires of my heart, tears began to fall—hers and mine. I felt so undeserving, like I had been overlooked and discounted. But in that sacred moment, I knew: God had seen me. He had heard the cries I hadn’t dared to speak aloud. And He answered. It was a time of pure grace—quiet, holy, and wrapped in the arms of unconditional love. It was a moment that was shared between my sister and me—one I’ll never forget. In my last blog , I spoke of meeting someone while on vacation, but beneath the surface, my heart was in turmoil, and I carried it silently. Then, in the stillness of an early morning...