What To Do When You Don’t Know What to Do
On the heels of one of the hardest years of my life, I naively assumed that this year would be easier--lighter--more bearable. I thought that certainly God would, at some critical point, swoop in and rescue me. He would save the day. I was sure of it. But, difficult days continued to be rolled out before me. I was hurting both physically and emotionally. I was spiritually anemic. I was holding on to a kernel of faith and on most days I was starving for hope, in any form. I honestly didn’t know what to do. I asked for prayer. Then I...