“For I the Lord thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto thee, Fear not; I will help thee.”
Isaiah 41:13
Since January 15th, I have fallen completely on faith. I have leaned all of my body, mind, and spirit on the eternal rock of ages.
The last two weeks have been a different kind of journey as opposed to the first two weeks since my obedience. I have cried more and talked less.
Have you ever been tired of NOT working??? NOT getting up in the morning to go out and head to a place in mind?
If you are like me, not planning too far or not getting up to dress up to leave your house to go to a place of work is unbelievably tiring. Ironically, not exhausting time, effort and energy on a job, turns out to be exhausting after-all.
I soon discovered how overwhelming the other symptoms of exhaustion can be when you are living without a source of income.
After countless responses of jobs I applied to, no longer applying to me because I was so deemed ‘most suitable,’ I remain hopeful because God is still the hiring manager of my life.
I mean here I am, 24, with a psychology degree and countless abilities and skills I have been forced to attain just to get HERE! Rent, car note, car insurance, credit card bills, grocery plan, and all. I would be lying if I said the weight of these burdens listed do not tire me.
Since God moved me to this unfamiliar place, I have learned to braid my own hair, cook much more of my own meals, and count just about every penny I spend because I dare not waste a dime. There are times when my bank account has been full of faith and nothing else. There are many days where my pockets are full of hope and nothing else. And there are more days where my spirit is full of questions and nothing else.
To whom much is given, much is required,” says the Word.
My burdens weigh on my heart, mind, and body so much that it begins to feel like I cannot bear them anymore. I want to smile and speak with joy to my loved ones when they call, but even that requires energy I don’t always have.
There were times, where sitting alone would hurt because I just feel immobile. I am working faithfully on what God has put on my spirit. But I did not imagine this type of discomfort.
God how am I to do this?”
How am I to remain in faith when the thoughts of what I am lacking rush in?”
How do I shrug off the weight of irresponsibility or confusion?”
How do I not question what tomorrow will bring at the beginning of today?”
These notions often tear down at my resolve without mercy. CONTINUE READING HERE.