I was going to share pictures of my Easter & talk about how amazing the weekend at church was, but sometimes I just need to be honest with you.
Sometimes I just need to keep the happy pictures to myself for another day.
Sometimes I just need to ask you all to pray.
I am, as my husband tells me, battling my fleshly spirit. I’m letting it overshadow what the Lord has in store for us.
He’s right. Completely, 100% right.
Just when I think everything is figured out & there is a sun peeking through the dark clouds, the ground gives way & I’m left feeling as though I’m sinking. It’s a feeling that is totally avoidable when I truly place my trust in God.
When I realize that…
I’m not in control. I will never be IN control. Why? Because my Savior is the one that holds my story.
The emotional roller coaster we are on is going to end. Rides always end. The highs we just felt 24 hours ago to the lows we are feeling now, I know that God is not through with writing my story.
But right this second, I’m battling the overwhelming feeling of hopelessness and worry. Just being honest. It’s not pretty in my heart.
Still, I’m holding on, with the promise that my God does not fail. He does not make mistakes. He always knows what He’s doing.