Love found us

When I look at this picture, I often think of loneliness. It's mostly necause of how the chair stands alone in the midst of all those branches. It's broken as well, left aside until someone chooses to remove it. 

We were alone and broken until Love found us. We are still the same, patched up, healed but we also have the knowledge that someone knows our every need and sees our every step. 

I have to remind myself of that when I feel I've failed and feel alone. There is He who watches over me and saw I fell or that my best didn't quite cut it.

And that's more than enough.