God's Gift

     She's searching. Everyday is searching. Searching for something not even her or I can seem to fully comprehend. I help her and we look together. We search and get weary of searching. I don't know what I'm supposed to be looking for. I don't know what she needs. I find some things but it seems like nothing I find is what she's searching for.
      Deep inside of me, in the depths so deep only I can see, I have something. I think that's what she's searching for. I found it one day when I was searching. I was wanting to find something steadfast. Something I could anchor myself to that could keep me from drifting away into the world's grasp. I wanted the peace and hope that I heard other's talk about. I wanted Someone to lead me and show me how to live. The world's darkness scared me. I needed God's light. I wanted Someone stronger, wiser, and more powerful to take control of my life........He asked me for my heart! I didn't ask Him why because I figured if I wanted that much from Him I could at least give Him that much. So I did! I gave Him my heart. He owns it now, but He's given me so much more.

John 8:31-32  Then said Jesus to those Jews which believed on him, If ye continue in my word, then are ye my disciples indeed; And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.