Who Holds Me?

Today was one of those days when I just wished I had someone to return home to, after work.  Ever have one of those days? Well, for those of us who go home to an empty house just about every day, the feeling of emptiness can become overwhelming.  Not all of the time; just on those days when everything seems to have just gone against you.....that is the kind of day I had today.....

So, who is there to hold me; telling me I am loved, appreciated, cared for and that I will be alright at the end of the evening?  Nobody in the physical realm.  But there is One who will always be anywhere I am, to hold me. Yes, it is the Lord.  SO, how in the world does this want to come home to someone have to be so overwhelming, at times?  Can't God be enough? 

Yes, God can be enough......I just need to remember that I need to run into his arms that are so willing to receive me, my aching and longing heart and bring me the comfort and peace I so desperately long for....still, that want for the physical/flesh touch is there......and so, I crawl up into my Daddy's arms and whisper, "Please, hold me."  And if I listen closely, I hear, "I am my dear one, and I love you, I care about you, and with Me you will be alright at the end of the evening.  I am always going to be here for you." 

To that I say, "I love you, too, Abba. Thank you!"