I’ve officially deemed this recent flood here in Baton Rouge “The Gift That Keeps on Giving.” It seems as though every time I turn around, I am dealing with some new effect from it. I’m tired and I’m scared and I’m worried.
I’ve actually been one huge ball of nerves. Every waking moment has been filled with worry as to how I will replace my belongings, how will I replace my vehicle, and most recently, where I will live. My thoughts won’t shut off. They’ve now crept in to my sleeping moments.
I try not to cry, but I can’t help it. The harder I fight the tears, the harder they come.
I try not to question God, but the harder I try not to, the more the questions come.
It feels as though His still small voice has faded into absolute silence. I’m at a loss as to what step to take next or even what direction to move toward.
Have you been there? Have you had situations arise that have caught you completely off guard? Have you questioned God’s faithfulness? Have you wondered if He even hears your prayers?
I have. I am. This is where I’m living.
And it’s okay.
It’s okay with Him. He can handle my questions. He can handle my doubts. He can handle my worries and fears.
Because He is God.
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