Thank You God For Being There For Me

Sometimes life takes us through its ups and downs. We are happy when things are fine and moody when we are in the dumps. Such a fluctuation often leads us into thinking like William Shakespeare’s Sonnet No. 29:
“When, in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man’s art, and that man’s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least…”

It is good to stop thinking the greatness of ourselves, of our uniqueness, and seek HIS presence in such moments. It is good to remember that there is a God who knows me by name, who knows each of my moves. That He will not let anything happen to me without His knowing. That not one sparrow falls dead to the ground without His knowlege. That each of us is not just another entity in the faceless crowd.
As He knows the name of the stars, He knows us by name. We are carved on the palm of His Hand. This thought alone would be sufficient to carry us through. A LITTLE BIT OF PARADISE WILL SET EVERYTHING ALRIGHT as someone has said.