My Fight Is Gone
I’m no longer going to call anyone and burden them with my misery. I’m not looking for pity or just trying to get attention. My nervous system has completely crashed and there is absolutely nothing I can do. I’m holding on to Jesus for dear life as satan is coming at me from every angle.
I’m absolutely certain that my misery would compare to the majority that would ever be sitting in an emergency room. Basically, I feel like I’m in the hospital day and night. Except I have no doctor or someone telling me there is hope. My tears are many and my ability to process things just doesn’t exist. There are only a few things I know for sure right now.
One, God is still God even when life is miserable and uncertain. Two, satan is real and is determined to destroy me and hopes I quit ministry all together. Finally, I know I can’t let off the prayer pedal. I need prayers like I need oxygen. I’m out of gas and I’m out of fight. I’m having to once again trust God to fight for me!
“The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.”