The eve

I am on the eve of a new year.

I have been trying to sort through all the emotions that seem to be swirling around in me.

Feelings of fear that 28 will be like 27.

Anxiety if I'll make it though finically this year and maybe even have some sort of abundance.

Hope that something good really is about to happen.

Grief over all that was lost and stollen from me .

In the midst of facing all that I have over the past year, I have learned that I need Jesus every moment of every day.

I need peace to always be my portion.

I need love that is simply love.

Not love that requires anything of me, or uses me or manipulates me-just love that covers, protects, and heals.

In 28 I hope to be reunited with authentic love and to be vulnerable again in the process.