11 08 17

Who cares about me? I would constantly ask. Today I am sitted at a corner away from the noisy crowd of people moving about and around. I think to myself, “these people are busy and they only care about each other, who cares about me?”

In a split of a second I feel someone speaking to my soul, “I care about you”. I look around me hoping to see my encourager, all in vain. The people around me are still very busy and I am with no doubt no one among them spoke to me.

Someone spoke and He said words that lifted by downcast face. He cares about me, God cares about me and He thinks about me constantly. He cares about me and so I will never ever get worried.

My life is in his hands and so I am not worried whatever might come my way. No one may never think about me, but like a good father, God cares about me and values me more than any other being in this world.

He cares about me and therefore I will proclaim His goodness to the world. Withholding nothing, I let go pain, hurt and rejection and accept God. He is all I need any day and anytime.

I am going to care for people out here in the streets of pain because God loves and cares about me.

 

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