Yesterday during some very dark times, my heart was beating and feeling like it was going to fall out of my chest. The issue in front of me was bleak and I kept reminding myself that God never gives us more than we can handle. In fact, this was one of those moments where I absolutely was afraid I couldn’t handle it. My head hurt and there was a knot in my stomach. It’s not over and the situation might continue to be horrible but the severest part is now apparent. I have also placed all of my anxiety into God’s hands. I simply can’t handle it. Not that I didn’t try and don’t continue to counsel and assist but when things are tough it’s easier to: 1. Lie down and cry. 2. Imbibe in giant frosted cakes or 3. Go drinking (not an option I would choose but it sounds kind of cool since I’m a writer.) but this time I prayed and prayed and gave all of it away.
Hours passed and I took my dog Pinky for a walk. During the walk, a friend called and calmly talked me through so much, even offering to help. Today, I know things will work out and though there are more tough times ahead, I also know God strengthens me on a daily basis. Thank you for watching me and sending legions of angels to help me. Thank you for protecting my heart and giving me health and security. Thank you ahead of time for helping with this and other serious problems. This is a tough summer and I am thankful, always.