a child of the King

In the story of Tamar's tragic life there are many lessons to learn from and incorporate into our own lives but today one stands alone....

As Tamar was shoved out the door of her brothers house, the raw emotions set in and in that moment her grief over took her and she was lost. She tore her robe that distinguished her title and worth and shed everything she knew (the lies set in). She went on to be virtually ignored by her father and never validated by anyone, she was basically banished from the life she once .

I just wonder? were there people outside to hear and see her despair? When she shed her robe, did someone see and have compassion for her? Did people have to step over her torn robe along their way? Did dust settle on the robe from the feet of many that passed by and never gave it a second thought? What about that...

Dear Father in heaven, Thank you that you will never be a passer-by. You will always come to our rescue and you will never do: nothing. You will always care for and protect your children and you will never abandon us ever, no matter what. Thank You.
I ask Father that you teach me, call me and guide me to never cast dust on a torn robe that lies in my path. May I always see past the events of my own life into others. Please use me in whatever way you choose, I am yours and I know who that makes me forever... I am and will always be a child of the King!