We are still at the hospital. I haven’t been home since I left four something yesterday. Thankful for my parents being there. I’m tired. I want to curl up in my bed and just be held, but I know that’s not possible.
I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength. Strength for today, healing for today, provision for today. Hope for tomorrow.
Yahweh, there are moments that I just want to break down and cry. I did this morning. I feel isolated. I reached out to a couple people and it did help. I won’t focus on the reality that I don’t have anyone to hold close. I would love that, I really would. But I am thankful for life, health, and strength. Thank you for your love and your strength. Thank you for holding me and keeping me in your will. I love you, Lord.
Faith grows in solitude.
