Last Wednesday was a hard day. I was stressed, I was overwhelmed with too many responsibilities; too many iron's in the fire is what my dad would call it.
I knew this was just 'one of those days' and I handled it in the best way I knew how. I could feel God calming me, giving me strength, and peace. I knew with out a doubt that God would take care of it. But even though I was rejoicing in my victorious foundation, the enemy was still trying to steal my victory.
My Dad said that night on the way to church after I told my parents about my day, "At least you'll be safe here, you know nothing bad will happen to you in the next few hours." Oh, the relief that flowed through me when he said this.
During worship service that night I felt Jesus drawing me to His alter. I told Him I was fine, that was trusting Him with this, I already knew He had it in His hands. But still, He wanted me to come. He knew exactly what I NEEDED. It was like running into His arms, I felt His presence surrounding me, holding me, comforting me, and reassuring me.
I Love my Jesus, He is so good to me. He is more than I will ever deserve.
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