He knows

So this weekend i'm going to Belitung for my cousin's wedding.
Not that i don't love family gathering but it can be a little intimidating.

The million dollar question will be asked by all my elders: When is your turn?  (i'm sure it's not their intention to be hurtful but sometimes, with the way the ask or given the situation)

I've been praying for this whole week for God to protect me from those questions and to protect others with my answer (you know what i mean). Then as i opened my facebook a couple days ago, i came across this very encouraging sharing from lysa terkeurst:

Love can empower me to feel hurt without becoming a person consumed by that hurt…

I can feel offended but I don’t have to be offended.

I can feel insecure but I don’t have to act insecure.

I can feel angry but I don’t have to respond angry.

That’s the choice love makes.

He knows my name

I have a Maker
He Formed My Heart
before even time began
my life was in his hands

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He knows my name
he knows my every thought
he sees each tear that falls
and hears me when I call

I have a father
he calls me his own
he'll never leave me
no matter where I go

Happy early fathers day to all fathers!!!