Wanted

Driving down the road she looks like any other commuter. Sunglasses on, windows up, messing with the radio buttons while keeping a watch on traffic. If those passing her were to take a closer look, they would see that she is crying. Streams of tears mar her cheeks, but she holds her head up. If there was someone in the car with her they would hear the radio changing station. She is searching for some song or comedy bit to bring her back for the brink of despair. Hope feels like a thing of the past. Giving up on the radio she turns it off and gives into the tears. Gut wrenching sobs over take her and keeping her breath becomes hard. She cries out, "Why doesn't anyone want me? Why does no one love me? I don't want to be alone for the rest of my life. God why would you spare my life for me to live this way?"

Sobs over take her once more, if possible she cries harder. She has remembered something she heard, not sure where but knows it has been said to her. "I want you. I wanted you so much that I created you. I love you. I love you so much that I created this whole universe for you to live in. I am with you. I am beside you in good times and I carry you thru the bad times. You are not alone. I want you. I love you. I am with you." Her crying stops.

All this time she was looking for some one to want her, love her and make her feel connected. God was always there.

If I had turned to him sooner I might not have shed some many tears of pain.