I was shaken today in my sense of wantedness.
I cried to the Lord in my pain:
Am I unwanted?
And the picture of a wanted poster came to mind.
Silly really, a cartoon outline without a clear image of my face inside.
But in my mind, the word changed from unwanted to
Wanted.
If I am on God’s wanted poster,
I think that’s probably a good thing,
Despite all negative connotations.
I hope that what God wants, he gets.
And he wants me.
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