GOD IS

He met me when I had nothing.
Loved me when I didn’t care.
Loved me even more when I wandered away — sometimes out of ignorance that HE IS, other times from pain, pressure, and low self-esteem… forgetting that He gave me a seat right by the Father.

I tend to overthink everything.
And when I finally pause to count my blessings, I realize — I’ve been doing it all wrong, all along.

If I had truly counted earlier, I would’ve known that He maketh rich and adds no sorrow to it.
So why was I worried then?
Why did I overthink?
How did I sink into depression over challenges, forgetting that HE IS?

HE IS… a High Priest that understands exactly what I feel.

> “For we do not have a High Priest who is unable to understand and sympathize and have a shared feeling with our weaknesses and infirmities and liability to the assaults of temptation, but One Who has been tempted in every respect as we are, yet without sinning.”
— Hebrews 4:15 (AMPC)

Then I retrace my steps, and begin to count again — this time with clarity — I realize:
In gratitude, I receive more.
In surrender, I am made perfect.
A testament that I’m being taken care of.

He says, “I will prepare a table before you in the presence of your enemies.”
That gave me a deep understanding.

It’s a table, because He knows they’ll be many enough to gather around it.
He’s letting me know that it’s inevitable — they will gather.
But He also promised: “They will surely gather… but not by Me… and they shall fall for your sake.” Because I dwell in the secret place.

He didn’t say the enemy won’t try to push me off the cliff.
He said:
“I will give My angels charge over you, to keep you in all your ways… they will bear you up, lest you dash your foot against a stone.”

All these promises… and yet the enemy still tries to cloud my mind with anxiety, magnifying the trouble before me.
But if only I don’t forget.
If only you don’t forget.

Remember:
GOD IS.

And in this season, there’s a promise He has left for you.
That promise, is your weapon.
Find it. Hold it. Stand on it.
Because you’re not just surviving — you’re seated. You’re provided for. And He’s still writing your story