[God]
There was a lot of trauma in my childhood. From my father leaving when I was only six, to my mother struggling to raise my sister, my brother, and I all alone, to my own personal struggles as an adult—God was always there.
Even in the darkest moments, when I didn’t know who to turn to or how to cope with my pain (especially when I was a child), I look back and realize He was right there with me.
I have many memories of time with Him as a little girl. Some memories are clearer than others, but one stands out—one of my favorite memories.
It was a random spring or summer day. Back then, I lived in a place called Ypsilanti, Michigan. I remember standing in a field of tall, green grass. The sky was blue and full of thick cotton clouds. That field doesn’t exist anymore—now, a basketball stadium occupies that space—but back then, it was all nature, stretching out in front of me like a canvas.
On that day, I was alone in that field, but I didn’t feel alone. I remember singing a beautiful song with y little high pitched voice. I can’t recall the words or how the melody went. It wasn’t a song I learned—it was one I made up in that moment. The lyrics were my own, and they poured out of me.
It’s a faint memory now, but I can still feel the energy that can from it. It was pure, untainted by the struggles and pain that would come later in life. I believe, even at that young age, I was singing my little heart out to God. And I truly believe He was listening, and He really liked it.
God Was Always There
In the midst of my childhood struggles, God was alway there. He was my constant—whether I knew it or not. Even when I wasn’t aware of His presence, He was working in my life. It’s like that field of grass—though it’s gone now, the memory of it is still very much alive in my heart.
As I grew, and as life became more complicated, I’ve often thought back to that moment in the field. That pure song I sung to God was not just a memory—it was a connection, a reminder that He was with me all along.
Psalm 139:7-10 (Psalm 139 is my favorite Psalm) beautifully expresses this:
“Where can i go from your Spirit? Where can i flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depth, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast.” —Psalm 139:7-10
Whether I was in the field as a child or going through challenges as an adult, God’s presence never left me.
A Song of Faith
I still sing to God today—often, in fact. It’s a part of my relationship with Him that has never stopped. Though I’ve face many difficulties since that day in the field, I still find moments to lift my voice to Him, even if it’s just a simple prayers or a song of praise. Sometimes, I make up my own little songs, just as I did when I was a child, offering my heart to God in the same pure ways I did in that field.
And I believe, just like He did the, He’s still listening, and He still loves it. I can feel his presence a lot during these times; the Holy Spirit radiate through me and it brings me so much comfort. There’s nothing like God’s presence amongst you. It’s like the best hug ever.
As Psalm 13:6 says:
”I will sing the Lord’s praise, for he has been good to me.” Psalm 13:6
God has always been good to me—even when circumstances made it hard to see or understand. His love was there, wrapped around me in that field, in that song. It was the simplest expression of faith, but it was enough. And just as He heard that small child singing, He hears us now—our prayers, our songs, our hearts.
A Time for Everything
Maybe You’re reading this and you’re thinking of your own childhood memories, those moments where you felt close to God—even if you didn’t fully understand it at the time. We all have those moments. Life may change, circumstances may shift, but God remains.
As Ecclesiastes 3:1 says:
”There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.”
Maybe your childhood was full of pain, or maybe you had moments like mine, where you felt God’ presence in the simplest ways. Either way, I encourage you to hold on to those memories. They are part of who you are and part of your story with God. He certainty remembers every single note. I know because He told me He’ll sing it to me one day, so that I can truly remember.
God was there, and He’s still here now. His love is constant and unchanging, and He invites us to walk with Him—whether in the simple, pure moments of our childhood or in the complex struggles of adulthood.
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I pray many many many many many many many many many many blessing over you,
xoxo
Rosalyn Rose