Good morning all ~ I have a confession to make. From my human heart to yours.
In brutal honesty, I had all but given up yesterday. I was so angry, I cursed prolifically. I cried, raised my voice, melted down in front of my coworkers (& they are all men) & laughed at how ridiculous the situation was. I felt crazy & tilted & almost like I was having an out-of-body experience.
I started making plans no-one ever wants to make. Trying to prepare myself for what I felt would be the inevitable. Down to the most painful & horrific detail. And I was convinced of it all.
At the 11th hour, there He is.
Awesome-ly powerful & mighty.
My free-fall dive from my faith, my unbelief – did not stop Him.
I was in awe all evening & still am & will continue to be.
He loves us so much more than we could ever fathom.
He loves our children so much more than we ever can.
Or could in some cases.
God help us.
Sweet Lord, for all those in the caverns of waiting, please send a warm ray of grace to continue on. For all who have plunged into hope-no-more, send Your promises to spark the memory of your Goodness in times of victories-past.
God help us to all remember from Whence we come, Whose we are, How we are Loved.
By Love itself, no less.
In Jesus’ name,
Much love & rising from these ashes,
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“The Lord your God is in your midst, A victorious warrior. – Zephaniah 3:17