I have learned over the years that when I step out on my own, I lose. I lose my faith, my strength, my peace, my patience, and many days my love. I think I can do this on my own, yet here I am again broken asking God to pick up the pieces. I guess I forgot yet again He has ALWAYS had my back. Even when I was shoved down, put down, lost, searching - He was there. Some days I feel like I need to know I am "safe". Safe from someone who hurt me so deeply. Then I remember I am sheltered under His wings. He is my Rock. My past only defines who I have become, not who I am. I couldn't figure out what was bothering me all week (aside from the cold), until it slapped me in the face. I was obsessing about my past again. I was putting control back in his hands, not God's hands. God's hands are bigger than I can even image. They carried me through the abuse, the yelling, the fear, and the leaving. He was always present in my time of need. He is present here right now with me.
I have an amazingly blessed life now with my past behind me. My amazing husband protects me, defends for me, loves me and is my best friend. I have the best children, daughter in laws and grandson. My family loves me. My friends surround me love, prayer and support. But mostly My God has sustained me and set me apart holy. "I can do all things in Christ who gives me strength!" Phil 4:13.
To those women who are suffering, lean on God. Trust His path is the right path. His is straight and full of light. Keep your eyes on Him, He will never leave you. You are not alone! I am here to help you through your struggles.
Be forever Held in His Boundless Grace
