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Trusting God when hell is on your heels

  • Writer: Liz-Jim Faison
    Liz-Jim Faison
  • Apr 25, 2019
  • 1 min read

Updated: Sep 17, 2019


These past 10 days have been something of a whirlwind. We received some news we weren't expecting, and life has stood still. Shell shocked I tried to go into my get it done mode, but when I have a moment to catch my breath, the heaviness of it all hits my gut, and I feel the drop in my stomach. The swirling of emotion, the "is this really happening", and the surreal feel of even the mundane tasks we used to do without thought. It's in this place, this longing for things to go back to what I was capable of handling, that God's peace is as real as my breath. I am being taken to a whole new place of surrender, and I have to say it's hard for me to go willingly. You see I know in my head God is good, and I know He loves me and my family, but I am having moments when I scream, and beg Him not to take us down this road. But then, in His loving, kind way He reaches out to me in my heart and wraps me in His peace. I am resting in that. I am crawling in that because His peace is where I find rest.

 
 
 

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