Remember my affliction and my wandering, the wormwood and bitterness. Surely my soul remembers and is bowed down within me. This I recall to my mind, Therefore I have hope. The Lord's lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, For His compassions never fail. They are new every morning Great is Your faithfulness. (Lamentations 3:19-23) This is pretty much how I felt this past evening...afflicted, wandering the past few days with lack of intimate prayer and slothfulness in reading my Word. My soul is wounded and my heart is extremely heavy even this morning. I know that lack of sleep contributes, but I feel like David when he said that his soul pants for God as the deer pants for the water brooks. It seems not to take much for my soul to get weary and for worry to takeover my joy. I was doing well last night and as the night went on I found myself feeling weird, anxious, and a bit speechless. It is easy to point the finger and blame others for the way I feel, but after praying and reading I found how responsible I am. I read Lamentations this morning and found Christ. I am thankful for His rest, His consuming lovingkindness and His faithfulness. What a great God.
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Know exactly how you feel. I realized as I spent time with God this morning that I, too, was lacking in just being in His presence. He really spoke to me through Hebrews 12. I'll share more later:)
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