Worry builds barriers against my ability to pray in faith and promotes a position of fear. I won't have it.
When I finally released every stronghold relating to worry or fear, the woman God intended emerged even stronger. With a bold faith and guided wisdom, fear vanished.
I remember walking into the church for the first time with a sense that I didn't belong there. My life was a mess, I was a single mother of two, near destitute, mentally broken, unstable, and a sinner beyond sinners.
As time goes by, I experience my Father on a more profound level. I obtained confidence in accepting this relationship for what it is- complete.
It is easy to trust him in the light and good times, but it requires courage to trust Him in the dark and unknown moments.
The creator of the universe knows me, and that means my life matters. If Christ died for me, I have value.
Romans 15: 13 May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.
John 1:5 "The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it." ...In our hopelessness, these words lift our spirit and speak directly to our brokenness.
In my pity, I lost sight of Him. The world appeared larger than my God. Eventually, all I could see was the swirling chaos.
Constant and complete care of my soul is what God desires to provide. He is the rescuer through my troubles.