He Heard Me Crying

Emotions frozen, fear pinning me to the ground. I stumble through the day while tears ebb and flow like tides on a restless sea. My mother’s heart wants to jump in, wants to stop the nightmare, wants to save her from herself. The temptation of images of all sorts of horrors threatens my peace, peace where is my peace? Where did it go? I hold a promise in my hand “Don’t be afraid! Do not be discouraged for the battle is not yours, but God’s” 2 Chr 20:15 The tide goes out again, and the tears temporarily dry on my swollen face.

I step outside, the night sky is clear. The moon shines softly, its beams dimly lighting the ground around me. Is she looking at the moon? If the sky is clear she will see it the same way I do. This gives me comfort, somehow brings her closer to me. I pause and look straight at the moon, then beyond. Beyond the moon is Someone who sees, who loves, who cares. “Indeed, He who watches over…[my daughter] never slumbers or sleeps.” Psalms 121:4 NLT My shoulders relax and I return to the house.

Tears continue to come and go but, I remember the moon and God who is beyond it. Exhausted I crawl into bed. I pull the covers over my head perhaps to hide, to escape, to put a final end to the day.

A good night’s sleep takes the edge off the pain. God, the one that never sleeps, gently wakes me with comforting words. He brushes His tender hand across my face and whispers. “… nothing can ever separate us [your daughter] from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow- not even the powers of hell can separate us [your daughter] from God’s love.” Roman 8:38 NLT

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. Psalm 18:6

I am not alone, sadly I hear story after story from heartbroken mothers. To each of you, I want to say I understand, I care.

… you heard me crying! Yes, you came and told me, do not fear. Lamentations 3:57

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9 thoughts on “He Heard Me Crying”

  1. Dear Shawna….I just today discovered your blog…it has touched me greatly! Know that the Lord is using your beautiful artwork & words to help speak peace in this time of uncertainty! Our daughter, Rosie, who gave her 🤍 to God when she was younger….has decided to fly her own wings. She has had few friends whom she can relate to & “be herself”. Just please pray for her sometime that she can find her way back to the Lord & her life can be happy & purposeful again! Thank you….& Blessings to you!!

  2. THANK You 👍🏼♥️❗️Shawna 😊 HOW BEAUTIFUL 🥰💝🌷❗️❗️ AND TRUE 👍🏼♥️ The L-RD 👑♥️IS ALWAYS FAITHFUL 💝👍🏼👆🏼👍🏼 GREAT Verses ALSO ❗️❗️❗️G-d♥️Bless

  3. Shawna, thank you for your beautiful words and the perfect painting to go with them ! This gives me hope that even if it takes until heaven, God will renew the relationship with our adopted daughter who feels internal rejection and abandonment because of her past.

  4. Oh how I hear the cries of your mama’s heart. My heart too hurts for my adult children too. Sweet Shawna I have been blessed by these prayer journals. I’ve prayed my whole life for our son and daughter however these journals have added another level. I’m seeing subtle changes in our grown kids. I know that it the result of prayer. Our God hears our prayers and He is working even when we don’t see it. Be encouraged Mama and all of you prayerful Mama’s out there. He will save our children!
    🙏🙂💚

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