Tears pouring down my face. I want the answers. I need them now. Do you see me here, do you hear my prayers? I don’t know how much more of this I can take. The uncertainty, the unknown, the pain. What if they don’t figure things out for months, or years? What if I’m okay, then what will people think? What if I’m not, then what will they think? What if I’m okay and I’m worrying everyone? But if I'm not? What am I supposed to do? What am I not supposed to do? Why can’t I know the answers now?
(If you don’t know the backstory to this, long story short I’ve been struggling with my stomach pain for months, accompanied by other things.)
Fear. Fear. Fear. It’s become my life, or at least, that’s how the enemy makes it seem. I’m so freaked out because I don’t understand. Anyone else? Maybe? It’s because I keep trying to depend on myself. I need to give it to God, and I don’t mean, “Okay God here it is but keep it where I can see it.” you know? I’m still on this journey learning how to trust him, and If by any chance anyone has felt like I have, know you aren’t alone. Would you like to join me on this journey? This will be my topic of writing for the next month, Lord willing. Let’s start off with one verse to study, shall we?
Philippians 4:6 - “Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.”
God bless. Keep going.
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