He knows my cry

Psalm 18: 6-19

In my distress I called to the LORD;

I cried to my God for help.

From his temple he heard my voice;

my cry came before him, into his ears...

He reached down from on high and took hold of me;

he drew me out of deep waters.
He rescued me from my powerful enemy,

from my foes, who were too strong for me.
They confronted me in the day of my disaster,

but the LORD was my support.
He brought me out into a spacious place;

he rescued me because he delighted in me.

Psalm 142: 5

I cry to you, O LORD; I say, "You are my refuge, my portion

in the land of the living."

I went to pick Trey up from the childcare center at our gym the other morning, and I heard him crying. There were probably 20 other toddlers in the room, and at least 5 of them were crying when I walked in the room. But I knew his cry. Even before I saw him crying, I heard him. I know his voice. I immediately went to pick him up and love on him and remind him that his daddy or I always come back for him. As I held him, I instantly thought of these verses written above - my God knows my cry. He cares about what hurts me. He wants me to cry out to Him. I was so comforted to remember that He knows right where I am each moment of every day. He knows my fears. He doesn't criticize me for being fearful, but instead He loves me. I love being Trey's mama, and I love how I understand more of my Father's love for me as I have moments like these with Trey.