Who’s holding you? Who’s holding onto you? Keeping you here and maybe “here” even feels like you are in mid air. It does for me. I don’t feel like I am floating. I don’t feeling like I am falling. I don’t feel like I have it the bottom. I feel suspended in mid air. Wherever you are in this cycle, if you are anywhere in this drudgery (I hope not at all), what or who keeps you tethered and anchored?

I’ve had some tough days, months, years and it has taken its toll. I am grateful for ALL of the support that seems to come at the right times. I am grateful when I am able to encourage myself. The other night I expressed to someone how I wish I had someone, a significant other, to go through this life with. It seemed as if I have always longed for someone in my darkest times. I know God is there. I know that is all that matters but, it is not all that I desire. I don’t want them to solve my problems. I simply want the warmth and comfort of them being there. After expressing that, I got so many signs that I wasn’t the only one “feeling” that desire.

This morning I wrote in my journal, “I don’t feel like I am holding onto anything. It feels like everything I am grasping at are straws. It’s just enough to keep me here or grounded. Maybe, I am not holding onto anything but, I don’t feel like I am falling. Maybe, you God, are holding onto me.” I have come to understand this morning yes, God is holding onto me.

I am tethered to the Most High.

I am anchored in my faith.

I am held by and surrounded by comforting angels.

I am here. I will stay. I will thrive again.

I am peace. Peace meets me. Peace greets me with open arms.

I am hidden under the wings of the Most Gracious.

I am grounded. I am rooted in faith.

My antidote for frustration is trust in the Creator.

~Nikki

Stay anchored my friends. Stay tethered.