When walking through daily frustration, sadness, ongoing sickness, chronic pain, disappointment or deep heartbreak, it's easy to slip into the mindset that God has forgotten all about me, and has sidelined me from His loving and watchful eye.

It's easy to assume that if He saw me and loved me, that He would never allow me to feel this way or give any room for me to think He is anything but good, loving, caring and protective of me.

To be beloved is to be "greatly loved." But what if what we see in front of us doesn't look like God's love? What if we know we are loved in our head, but don't feel it in the midst of our circumstances?