Let me begin with, I am a daddy’s girl.
 
When I was little, as I got bigger, and even now at 23 – I am still and always will be a daddy’s girl – MY daddy’s girl. I haven’t had to deal with much homesickness, but it wasn’t until a couple weeks ago that there was nothing more that I could want other than to be wrapped up in my daddy’s arms. I wanted more than anything to be able to feel his strong arms and warm embrace, to know that everything was going to be fine, and there was not a thing in the world to worry about.
 
As I sat praying one morning, all I could hear God saying was, “Everything is going to be alright. I am here with you through every moment – the good, the bad, and even the ugly. Precious daughter let me be your comforter, let me hold you in my arms.” Since being on the race, I have never had to rely on God for his wisdom, love, comfort, strength, peace, and joy as much as I have in the past 2 months. But it wasn’t until last week that I truly began resting in the knowledge that he is always with my and he WANTS to be all those things for me.
 
I still miss my dad and would love a hug but knowing that I am always embraced by an all powerful God that is stronger than most fierce waves of the ocean but gentler than a feather is more than enough to give me the peace and comfort I need.
 
Psalm 119:50 Your promise revives me; it comforts me in all my troubles.
 
Lord, You are my Comforter and I am Your little girl.