Today, my sweet girl asked if she could share her story. I hope you are as blessed as I was.
I am so glad God is patient with us. I’ve been worried lately about some people very dear to me, people who are struggling in this life, in their faith. My heart has been so heavy, so burdened. I find myself crying out to God…and simply crying so often. I grasp the pain this life…
You see, the journey is about God’s faithfulness and revealing the true condition of our hearts.
I know there are many Christians questioning how someone could renounce their faith, but I must say that I understand. Although I never gave up on God, I was close.
None of us likes the pain and trials of this world. We don’t rejoice when life gets hard, when we are struck with illness or the loss of a loved one. We don’t look forward to these painful circumstances that are part of the human experience.
The tears welled up as the dagger was stuck into my heart and twisted so deeply. The stereotypical comment was more than my bleeding heart could handle. In that moment, I contemplated never stepping foot in a church again.
As I have contemplated how to trust God in the unexpected, I’ve found four words that are helping me.
But when I truly reached that place where Jesus was all I had, I found He was more than enough.
How did I survive? How did I experience such intimacy with my Heavenly Father? How did I get from the broken mess to a place of complete redemption?
So I pray. And I trust. And I lean. And I cry. And I pray some more.
And I remember my God is faithful…always and forever.