Woke up at 4:00 this morning. Brandon (my dog) did not eat yesterday, even with warm chicken and rice. This morning he’d barely moved from his spot. Sigh. I got up and started writing because I was catastrophizing.
It still hurts at times, but I’m choosing to believe in Yahweh and his promises for me instead of focusing on “what ifs” and “it’s not going to happen”. I will choose to focus on my growth and what I need to do to be healthy. Thank you for loving me anyway. Thank you for your grace. Thank you for knowing that we all need a little bit of faith even though there is a world of doubt.