Three years ago, I sat on the edge of my bed at my fathers house, home alone. I stayed home from school that day, complaining to be “sick”. I held a bottle of pills in my hand, thinking to myself, “I could end all this pain now, get it all over with”. I sat there awhile, and finally chickened out, placing the bottle back in the bathroom cabinent.
This past month for me, has been a complete downhill rollercoaster, and i’ve been questioning God a lot and why he’s letting things go this way in my life. But something told me to just randomly open up my bible and read for comfort:
“For great is your love toward me; you have delivered me from the depths of the grave”- Psalm 86:13
I kinda feel a little dumb after reading that. As i sit here on my bed thinking to myself, i’m doubting God, and yet he is the reason that i’m still here today. How does that work? I feel kinda silly now after reading that.
This day has actually been fine since this morning, yes its only noon, but i’m still hopefull that the rest of the day will be fine. Things may be rough, but I know that I am loved by my Father, Jesus. And he’s the only daddy i’ll ever need…
I hope this encourages and helps someone today. Know that you are loved, and there are open arms waiting with comfort even when you are blind to it…
Opening my Eyes,
Shayne <3
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