The last few days have been pretty wearing on me mentally and emotionally. I started out angry.

So as I’m listening to this sermon about attitude, I was reminded that I recently had a pretty bad one. I was dealing with some emotions that seemed to come out of nowhere and I didn’t exactly try to hide it.

I don’t really care what the reason for this virus is or how it originated. I trust God to take care of me regardless. But that doesn’t mean I’m not struggling in other ways.

This scripture brings me such peace about the transition I am in from my current season into my new season.

I always knew God’s Word is living, but I guess I never expected it to come alive like that when I was reading it in chronological order.

I mean, come on, this battle in my heart is over someone’s words! There are far worse things that could be happening. Yet here I am. Tired of fighting. Still trying to heal. Still trying to forgive. Still trying to move on.

“She believed that God would keep his promise.”

So last night, I was by myself in my new apartment for the first time.

How could something be so clear one day and then so completely unclear the next? It never made sense to me.

As I looked around at all of the changes, I began to see me and Jesus dancing in the middle of the floor.

No matter what problems we are facing, aren’t they all just a wad of yarn when you size it up to our Almighty God?

Have you ever had to fight the urge to punch someone in the throat?