Sometimes it is really easy to get wrapped up in what God doesn't do for us… questioning God on why He doesn't answer our prayers. Doubting that He is even listening at all.
Wondering if He cares…
That is where I have been these last couple of months. Doubt, fear, insecurity, lack of faith and anger had overshadowed my joy. There are certain things that have happened in the last few months that have shaken my faith to its core and left me on the floor crying out to a God that I honestly had a hard time even speaking to, much less relying on. I felt alone, forgotten and emotionally drained.
In the midst of this trial I had depended on my own strength to get me through and had failed miserably. I had then blamed God for not being there, not listening, not caring. I had lost focus and taken my eyes off of Him.
Yet He was there. He was listening. He did care.
He was just waiting on me to turn to Him and hand over this issue in my life. The one that I knew I couldn't "fix" on my own, but refused to release to Him.
Once I did that…my circumstances didn't change- but my perspective sure did. I became more real with my savior, more raw… more in love.
I became honest in my pain.
I can't tell you that I have all of the answers, because if you saw me on a daily basis you would know that I am very far from perfect. But I cant tell you that I know a God who cares deeply about what we are going through. I know a God who listens to every cry of our hearts, even when we can't feel him.
I know a God who loves you deeply, madly, unconditionally.
He is just waiting for you to turn to Him and say "Here, Take it, I can't fix what is broken in my life."
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
He promises to give you rest.