Head on our pillow, our body rests but our mind cannot.
Unrest and worry attempt to grip our soul.
Tempted to give in, our mind wanders and begins to doubt.
Suddenly there seems less air to breathe...squeezed and emptied, our faith becomes small.
Uncertainty and fear take root.
Reeling from the events of the day - the month - we become servants to our circumstances and the thoughts they provoke.
In those times when we feel there is nothing else, no one else, no place to turn, our head hangs low, our feet stumble...fingers groping in the dark we long for something to grab on to.
But when we find the courage to look up - we see that there is a hand reaching out - arms open, waiting to pull us up...
...waiting to embrace us.
In our surrendering, we find Him.
In our brokenness, we are able to heal.
In our healing, we find that every suffering, every valley, every disappointment serves a greater purpose.
With all the uncertainty in this imperfect world - in our life - He is the one thing that remains constant. His love for us is certain. He is unchanging - the same yesterday, today and forever.
And in our weakness, His power is displayed and made perfect!
I can't do it alone.
And I don't have to...
No matter my circumstances, His grace is sufficient for me. For you.
Hold on to Him.
Trust in Him.
Know that He has a plan.