He met me in a hotel room.

Solitude was needed. Clarification was a must. And intimacy with the Lord was past due.
Thus, I find myself in a hotel room in Columbus, for what some would call a "get away". As I sit here in this hotel room, I cannot help but be reminded of Blair. As I sit in this place, with such a lonely feeling that arrives upon walking into a fake "home"... my heart aches to think her life was ended in a place just like this one. Yet, being here, the Lord has reminded me that my hope is in HIM. And if ever my hope is in Him, it is in Him in the Blair situation as well. I cling to the hope that just as He is meeting me in this hotel room tonight, that somehow, He met her in that hotel room that night. Hope is defined as: to have confidence; trust. So, that is what I am doing. My confidence is in Him. I trust Him. Even with a situation that I do not understand, that I was so quick to lose my hope in.

Another post is probably on its way later tonight...