I find comfort in the littlest things
Some days holding my bible close to me brings me comfort, maybe because it helps my unbelief sometimes when I find myself in the midst of a storm and I have doubts about his realness
Some days, it's me taking a walk and seeing that magnificent tree that I have come to be attached to. When I look at it, I forget my worries and sorrows and just get immersed
Some days it's a "are you okay from my friend that helps me,even if I say I am fine. I'd feel better knowing I am cared for and matter
Some days, it's the hugs from my friends,they might not know, but I needed that hug badly. Hugs help a lot.
Some days it's does random pats on the back when I am sleeping,comforting me in their own way.
Some days, it's me scrolling through my social media, and a picture or message directed to me pops up.i know it's my father talking to me,comforting me
Some days,it's me just sitting in stillness and falling asleep from.there is putting the worries of life behind me. Forgetting I have a responsibility for a second
Some days, it's the time I spend in his presence,the times when my sadness would turn into joy. Helping me because he knows I have no one else


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