Today was rough. As It has now been 2 weeks in the accounting program and I feel like i'm about ready to collapse from exhaustion. The strain was wearing down on me heavily, and the straw that broke the camel's back hit today. After a quiz where I didn't do very well I broke down. Really really broke down. I haven't cried like this in a long long time. After a call to mum, I remembered who could be with me right now. I knelt and prayed.
I pray regularly, but this was a desperate cry. No ritual, repetitive thing. I had fallen and I needed a serious lift. I wept and cried while choking out a plea with my heavenly father.
Quickly I remembered words that had brought much needed comfort to me long ago. "Be still and know that I am God. There's no prayer that I don't hear. Child can you feel my power in this dark hour? You are not alone."
It's a song somewhere, but to me it is a personal message from a loving father at a time much needed. Now the tears were not only of frustration and sadness but of relief and hope and love.
I am surrounded by those who care for and love me. And I can always count on my Heavenly father and Savior to stand and lift me as a pass through my little trials.
This too shall pass, as my mother and father said. Dang I love them.
Will
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