I hate dreading church. I hate wanting to run from God because of how one family member treats me. I HATE wondering if God secretly feels about me the same way this family member acts toward me. I know strength can be found in every animal even in the worm that crawls on its belly why can't it be found in me? Why do I so I feel powerless and tread upon? I'm trying to walk like a boss no job too big, no person's story too long to hear. Yet everything seems huge not just too big and I can't even tell my own story. Then I remember if I stop trying to carry everyone's baggage when I set out to do a job then I won't be overwhelmed. If I stop trying to listen to every story and just listen to the ones meant for me to hear I have time to tell some too. I am strong, not weak, I can stand even when it's overwhelming because the weight of the world is not on me. Whether I'm stuck in bed or walking upright in the world I am an overcomer and the world won't take that from me. Thank you, Lord, for being a light even when I feel in the dark.
