On a bad day…
On a bad day,
On a bad day, I remember also that Long-suffering is a gift. God has chosen me worthy of this gift for this time in my life.. So as I stand in the midst of the sieges of the enemy, with oppression, hopelessness, financial struggles and hurting children on my doorstep, yet I praise Him and remember that “the battle is the Lord’s” and I “need only be still”. As I watch my child suffer through the emotional scars of a hurtful father that has abandoned and rejected her and her siblings, yet I stand and remember that He makes all things beautiful in His time. I remember that although I stand very much alone in this world without a soul to help me, I know that He sends the hosts of Heaven to stand by my side and my children’s sides. Then I have peace.. Peace that surpasses even my own understanding and I long with all of who I am to praise Him.
Bless you all my friends and remember, when you have bad days, that He is there, even if you don’t feel, see, hear Him.