Jan- March has been rough

I expected at the end of the fast all my spiritual issues would be gone and I was going to come out on fire and fully activated. When that didn’t happen I lost it. Like, by it I mean everything…

Where were you, when he found you?

Lastly, Judges says “After that generation had been gathered to their ancestors, came another generation who did not know the Lord”. “How can believe if they have not heard” (Romans 10:14). Open your mouths. Stop pretending that you’ve always had it together, stop hiding your testimony. A generation is depending on your truth.

So my truth. Where was I? Well, I had just lost my best friend and a guy that I liked. Half my “friends” went with them. My home was wrecked and I had a black eye ……

Let the Church say amen

I can recall being made to feel like I wasn’t Holy enough to have a prayer group in my home. To some it may sound crazy but that is a very real experience. …..It is a hard thing to continue to believe in God when the people that were supposed to be his leaders treat you wrong. It is hard when the place that you should go to feel loved, rejects you.

Insecure

Wouldn't it be easy if right as we were about to give up, the music changed and we received some external trigger to let us know the tides were about to change in our favor? Then maybe we wouldn’t be so quick to give up….but life is not a movie

The end from the beginning.

I can remember being alone with my son and being so depressed that I only had the energy to get him to preschool. Afterwards I would come home and crawl in bed until it was time to pick him up …..The problem that we have is that we often can’t see our end from our beginning. I looked at my situation. I looked at my food stamp card and my kids and my choices and I thought there was no way. I probably figured that even if there was a God, he had moved on to people who were more willing to help themselves because I didn’t have the will

pretending to be a savage wont heal that hole in your heart

One day while I was in the kitchen, I cried out to God that I can’t live like this. I can’t keep being this angry unforgiving person. It’s miserable. I love my family, and I am doing everything from date nights to game nights trying to push these feelings away and now I don’t know what to do. I was just honest I admitted that don’t know how to let it go. I don’t even know if I am the one that’s actually choosing to hold on to it. I didn’t understand, how in the midst of all these amazing things I had going on outwardly, I was breaking in my spirit.