My prayer for years and becoming more consistent. Lord, there must be more.
As we cry out to Him, He hears us. It may not feel that way, but that is when we draw up every inch of faith within us. The pleading of our soul screaming out possibly inaudible to those around us, the thoughts in our mind as we go through our day, the tears that leak out from the corner of our eyes which sometimes become like a waterfall. No matter how, He knows all about us. He knows what we are struggling and no matter how big or small. He sees and feels our hopelessness.
To break it down even more, He knows ALL.
He is just waiting for us to give up trying to control the circumstances and allow Him to take control. Sounds easy enough. Right? Still we want to help. Our wheels spin and He patiently waits. No doubt how the song, Jesus Take The Wheel came into existence. The writer finally got it and blessed us with the lyrics that many relate with and enjoy.
While He is patient with me, I know I am not in many areas although I am in other areas. I have had to be, plus I am still here. Years upon years, and still I have dealt with some situations in my life that seems like there was no end in sight. Except death. Sadly, there were times years ago, I welcomed that. Total hopelessness.
Not now, as I have hope because I have worked too hard to get to this point in my life. Whether my situation changes or 
not, my faith in the Lord and worship will continue and actually increase.
Even though the words, Lord, there must be more, come out of my mouth or cross in my mind, I feel there really is more. Long time coming and I wait.
So where are you? What are you going through? Do you feel stuck in a rut? Hopeless?
There is only One that knows you like no other. The Lord is there for you, as He has been for me at my darkest hours and in total hopelessness. Trust Him. If you take one step, He will take two. If you need to see a counselor, go! They can help sort out thoughts and help you regain lost years through the sadness, which was a lifeline for me. Just take care of you. There is more to life than a pit of despair. I don’t want to be in that pit for the rest of my life. I had to make a choice. You have a choice. Let’s Live!
The movie, Something’s Gotta Give, with Diane Keaton (Erica) and Jack Nicholson, a cute romantic movie where she is a writer and finds herself emotional while writing her best book and movie ever, came to mind. It was Erica’s wailing and screaming while tossing typing paper from the typewriter and the used tissues from the tissue box to sometimes hit the garbage can as creativity was overtaking her. I tend to relate to this scene each time I see the movie.
wiping the tears as they flow. That’s while although being alone in my office, I can let go somewhat. Thank goodness, I have dark, tinted windows as I was an emotional mess while driving home safely.
Give yourself grace through these times, if you experience. We can all be triggered in areas that have been a touchy area in our lives. It is recognizing and feeling the pain to get through for further healing. Don’t push it down and ignore because of the pain. Preaching to myself, right here. Even though this afternoon was rough, I am moving forward. The struggle did not last as long even though it felt like it. With that, I remembered my former counselor saying that to me, that it did not last as long. My thoughts were, if you say so lady, although I knew she was right. It’s not easy to go through the pain but worth it. We’ve got this! One day at a time.
On my way home today from church, I heard the man on the Christian radio station mention and encourage those listening to not quit.
It was about twenty years ago, I did not care if I woke up when having gallbladder surgery. I had a note prepared for my children and a cassette tape (so that was a long time ago) of my voice talking to them, just in case I did not come through surgery. I remember the drive to the hospital and the hopelessness and sadness of my life felt. My gallbladder was to be removed but my heart was so broken, I did not think I would make it. I found myself so disappointed that I was still alive, and I can still remember that moment in recovery. Talk about hopeless. Nobody to share with, so alone and I was beginning to really doubt that the Lord knew me, cared, much less loved me. I wanted to quit life!
It was when I heard this song, “He Knows My Name” by Tara Jackson and played the song over and over for the longest time and still one of my favorites. He does knows my name and He knows where I am. Thank God.
Just Pondering... 