Day 20: When all feels lost

This week, my new friend decided to believe again after years of searching. It had nothing to do with this study. Or me. It had everything to do with the God of Redemption. The One, who redeemed her and walked beside her through her questions. He counted every step and comforted her through tragedy and loss.

Today, I choose to believe in the Holy God of Redemption; through illness, and kid raising, and trying to be a Godly wife, and waging war against the fear of never feeling normal again.

I choose.

Belief is a choice. When all feels lost, and our belief feels dead and in the grave; there is Jesus.

The One that defeats death and will return one day for his own; those sealed with the Holy Spirit of promise. {Ephesians 1:13 & 14}

Sometimes we have to give ourselves room to feel. Our country doesn't have much time for feelings. We don't have time for hurt, because bills must be paid and meetings scheduled. But, God sees over all that toiling under the sun.

He sees you. 

He sees your struggle to make out his footprints in the sands of time. In the space that has gotten filled up with questions and tragedy and fear.

El Roi. 


I am expectant despite what I see, because He sees clearly. Despite what I feel. I have hope.

 My hope is found in Christ.