We are so silly sometimes with our death-grip on promises and guarantees that never existed. My babies were supposed to sleep beautifully, with never a fear, because they were next to us. Most of the time they did. But not always. As long as I kept my mind focused on Scripture and prayer and trusted God, I was never supposed to be crippled by anxiety. Most of the time I wasn't. But not always.
"Some nights I start screaming and crying inside to God, my heart hysterically gasping the same prayers over and over and over. Shaking and trembling just like my little ones. Frantically trying to see reality when old nightmares play in my head. Being just awake enough to realize that He is holding me, but not enough to know that I am safe."
I am over at A Deeper Story today.
"Some nights I start screaming and crying inside to God, my heart hysterically gasping the same prayers over and over and over. Shaking and trembling just like my little ones. Frantically trying to see reality when old nightmares play in my head. Being just awake enough to realize that He is holding me, but not enough to know that I am safe."
I am over at A Deeper Story today.
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