I’ll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness, the taste of ashes, the poison I’ve swallowed. I remember it all—oh, how well I remember— the feeling of hitting the bottom. But there’s one other thing I remember, and remembering, I keep a grip on hope:
God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out, his merciful love couldn’t have dried up. They’re created new every morning. How great your faithfulness! I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over). He’s all I’ve got left.
About me hmmm... Happily married with two children, also the mum of three little ones in Heaven; twin girls and a baby boy. What matters most to me in life; Faith, Family & Fun! By God's Grace I have overcome extreme depression. As I share my journey with you I pray you will be inspired to live a life with vision and purpose, my passion is to offer hope to women young and old. I want to shout across the globe to every woman on the planet "you are Beautiful, you are Courageous" and you are outrageously loved!!
September 4, 2014 at 3:08 am
Beautiful….and how absolutely beautifully God carries us through.
November 26, 2014 at 2:34 am
I love posts about hope, especially from people like you who have had their hope challenged. You are an encourager.
November 26, 2014 at 1:53 pm
Thank you for your encouragement…. I pray God would help to be a beacon of HOPE in spite of my life’s journey ;-). Bless you!