Last week my son got jumped and robbed. Because he lives in a place that has no electricity and not much of anything he had no way to minister to his wounds. I put oil on my hands and placed them on my face and prayed that God would help to heal his face, his spirit and his enslavement. Yesterday, he celebrated his birthday, no one there with him, alone. He did get a couple of bucks we had sent him so he had some good food, a saving grace. I so wanted to be there to comfort him.
Today they came and repossessed our car. I wonder sometimes how I keep it together, because I don't feel like keeping it together. I feel like I could meltdown, but years of practice have kept me numb and just moving forward. Once year I wrote down the traumas and difficulties that occurred over the year. I was blown away by how much had occurred, yet I continued on with hope. It has always been this way, as long as I can remember. I know God is going to work this out for us, don't know how, I just know He will because He always does.
I feel a change happening. I am watching for what is coming next. I am ready for some cool, calm, joyful days.
Lord God, I love you, bring your peace to my heart and to my family. Lord, let me be a light in the darkness for those that do not know you. Father, let my countenance reflect You and not what may be going on in my life and the discouragement I feel. Lord, please bless and protect those who serve You. You are all we need.
Friday, August 14, 2009
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