Nothing feels good to my spirit right now. My mind is constantly racing, searching for a way out. Where can I go? How can I afford to go someplace? How will I make money? How will my bills be paid in the mean time? How can I get my own puppy? How? Where? What now?
I know my only choice is to stay where I am at. But it feels like a death sentence.
“There are no ifs in God’s world and no places that are safer than other places. The center of His will is our only safety. Let us pray that we may always know it.” -the hiding place
I know you love me God but I don’t know what your will for me is right now. I don’t know what you want from me.
I don’t know how I am going to get up and go to work tomorrow. And then to my second job and then to my third. Pretend that everything is ok. Nothing feels good to my spirit right now.