Drifting down the Stream

 I was sitting  on a rock this past week in the middle of a creek; embellished by the beauty of the sun shining through the trees and the sound of the water flowing down stream; in that moment I felt like me. I drifted into a space in my mind wishing that I could have a place to call my own without the clatter of the worldly noises. I  have always been someone that finds happiness in the stillness of life, but life within the sounds of nature. When you come from a life of chaotic... traumatic experiences time and time again the silence without violence is the most freeing and peaceful space one can be in... I was meditating and tears were streaming from my eyes; while I wondered to myself how I got to where I am today and why I have had and why so many trials come upon my life. I always had dreams and pure ideas of what I wanted to have in my life... I was overwhelmed with the realization that none of my dreams have come true for me to this day. While I was always helping others upon their path I was left in the wilderness to fight battles for others; even while I was fighting my own. I was breaking inside while I was helping others thrive. I had a long talk with God asking him why he allowed the devil to take everything away from me and why do the battles continue to rage on? He revealed to me that I am to continue to love thy neighbor and show others how to overcome as he has shown to me... While people witness my hardships and I continue to praise Our Heavenly Father; it draws them nearer to him....