Abandoned
When I hear the word abandoned I think of those left out, forgotten, of the times I have felt all alone and it conjures up mental images of the orphaned, the outcast. The word itself seems to fit this dreary day, the grey skies continue to roll in with no notice of the fact that we could use some warmth, some sunshine to brighten our day. The dictionary defines abandoned as "wholly free from restraint" and although this word seems to wear gloom like a thick heavy coat I have found quite the opposite when it comes to my walk with the Lord. At the fresh age of sixteen I acknowledged that my life was Gods, (after all isn't it His if we ever surrender to it or not?) but I took the title of my life that He had freely given me out of love and signed it over to Him. I recognized that although I had my dreams, my hopes and my desires that I could not even begin to swim in the deep end of all that He wanted to do in me and with me. He was and is the great Maker and He k...