If it wasnt for my faith in God and the relationship I had with him I can honestly say I would be a broken mess on the ground still, didnt matter how much therapy or positive thoughts I did I was still a mess. Am I still a mess? At times yes I am, I still fall and fall hard but always there is my Papa God with his love and the support of friends and whanau I stand again to take the world on. Thats a strength I have is to bounce back and keep fighting, but in alll honesty without my faith I would have nothing. How do I know God is real? He sings a song to my soul, he caresses me with his love he is there whenever Im lost, he was there whether I knew it or not, he caught every tear I cried and will catch all the ones I will cry. Earlier this year when I miscarried I was at the hospital by myself when the news was broken, at that time in my broken state I felt my Papa hold my hand and comfort me, he lid my head on his shoulder and let me cry, this was a physical feeling. I walked out of the hospital in a daze and walked into (literally) a person from church, I didnt know this person well, they asked how I was, I told them what had just happened, straight away they put their arms around me and started to pray, they said how sorry they were that I went through that all alone, funniest things was I looked at them and said I wasnt alone Papa was there...
Posted on: Mon, 29 Sep 2014 02:14:05 +0000
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