Today I want to open up about where I am lately. I wrestled with whether or not I should post this but in the end I ultimately decided I was not intended to struggle alone.
I kind of wish I could go back and punch myself in the face.
And then one Sunday on the way home from what felt like another church failure I broke. It was like the walls I had built up closing off my emotions just snapped and I was left sobbing. Why was this so hard, why did it hurt so bad, why did this happen and where was God in the midst of this? The reality of it all finally set in so hard I thought it might crush me.
I believe that God is calling us just to be still, wait on Him and He will guide us in His perfect time.
Micah 7:7 But as for me, I will look to the ;
I believe there is hope.
not in a new church.