There are some days.
The truth of the matter is, it’s all about God. It is really all Him. Yet there are some days and indeed some weeks where there is a greater appreciation that it is not in my own strength that I can make it.
The pressures can get a bit much and in as much as you tell someone about it, the burdens don’t appear to be lifted at all. The clouds can come swirling in all the more and the light is so hard to find.
I close my eyes sometimes wondering if I’ll ever open them again.
When He allows me to open them again. When He shows me the light of His love. When He lets me understand He knows the pain and His grace is sufficient for me that it’s His grace that carries me through. When He does that, I can only bow my head in gratitude.
It is His grace that carries me through.
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For His Name’s Sake
Shalom
C. L. J. Dryden
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