Lost and insecure you; found me, you found me.
Lying on the floor; surround me, surround me.
Why’d you have to wait; where were you, where were you?
Just a little late; you found me, you found me.
I’ve been feeling a little lost here in San Antonio. Don’t get me wrong, my friends here are amazing. They’ve gone above and beyond the call of friendship in giving me not just a house, but a home. But, there’s only so much they can do. I felt so lost and alone in church this morning. So broken.
And I’m waiting on God. To find me, surround me, be with me. And I know that his timing is perfect. It’s only our perspective that isn’t.