Recently I have had nightmares more
frequently. It is always a similar scenario. I am abandoned, alone. I end up crying in reality which brings one
of my parents into the room. They give
me physical touch, and pray with me. My
mom makes me call on Jesus myself. I am
comforted, but sleep from that time forward becomes difficult.
I know this is the enemy using my fears to assail me. I know that being adopted is part of the problem, but it is hard to logically sort it all out in the middle of the night. I am trying to memorize scripture to use at that time. I know I am not alone. God is with me. He holds me in His hand. My name is inscribed on His hand. So I am working on trusting God to hold me. I will not give in to this fear, for I know the truth! I resolve to be strong and courageous! I will not tremble! I will not be dismayed. I will remember the Lord my God is with me where ever I go!
