It was my junior year in college when the love of my life told me that he no longer cared for me. My heart broke. I was certain no one had ever hurt as I did, and no one ever would again. I was still ill from a recent hospitalization and struggling with grades and career choice. God seemed far away. AC 71.1
One night, in total discouragement, I sat at my desk, ready to cry, when my hand, resting on my throat, felt the steady pulse of my heart. Instantly a favorite quote from Ellen White came to mind: “Every breath, every pulsation of the heart, is an evidence of the all-pervading care of Him in whom ‘we live and move and have our being.’” Acts 17:28.82Patriarchs and Prophets, 115. AC 71.2
For a moment I sat in awe, feeling my pulse and hearing “I love you, I love you, I love you” whispered beneath my fingers from the God of the universe, knowing I was loved. AC 71.3
My sweetheart didn’t come back, and I still struggled with my health, but I knew, overwhelmingly, that at least I did not face these things alone. AC 71.4
Anne, age 30 AC 71.5