He gives me strength, He gives me life. Thank you, Father God, for this life you’ve given me-struggles and all. Though I’m physically weak and am clueless as to what my next move shall be I trust in You. You bring such joy into my heart and have blessed me abundantly. I’m unworthy of your grace. I know better then to want more. I battle my fleshly desires.
I look forward to the day my heart fully heals. That day You have set aside for me. A day I’ll be patiently waiting for.
But they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.
Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord!
For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven.
As I wait, I ask that you use me to do Your will. Fill me with your Spirit. Strengthen my soul, my body. I need you every second of the day. You are my Lord and Savior. I pour it out for all to see, to hear. Although I don’t like to see others in pain, it’s refreshing to know that I’m not alone. We’ve all been sick, stressed, tired, confused, etc. To know that it’s okay, that we’re in this together is a beautiful thing. We’ve all been happy, we’ve all been sad.
I’m in a confused season of rest. I shouldn’t say confused. There is clarity. I understand I’m here for a reason. There is no confusion. I see so much beauty in it. So why did I use that word? Ah, I know, it’s my heart that’s confused! All these emotions. I’d like it very much if they took the back seat, but I am an artist. We tend to use our drama and emotions to fuel us forward. Pain and anger is what drew me to writing. I now prefer writing words of inspiration, but I’m not a liar. Well, darn it! That’s a lie. I sometimes lie. It’s always during the most random times, too. Unintentional, but the lie slips out. I always imagine myself catching the words while they float through the air. They’re gone, they are heard. Most of the white lies stem from a place of insecurity. I’m not proud of it, it’s just something I need to work on. The first step is admitting it, right?
I’m not gonna lie ( this time ) the past week has been tough. Staying focused on The Lord is the only way I get through it with a smile on my heart. With Him there’s hope, there’s life. His plans are way bigger and better than mine.
Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding;