I can't believe I am sick again. I've gone over all possible causes from food to allergies to camper smells now that the windows are closed at night to a virus. For years I've cried out to God for complete healing and now when I need it most, it seems worse! One more thing piled on to the daily struggle for good health.
Listening for his voice this morning. Writing in a new journal. Reading through the achy, dizzy, sinus, slightly nauseous feelings.
T.D. Jakes says that our problems are security guards over our promises. Now ponder that one!
Remembering my August Filter: my purpose here on earth is to be loved by God and then to pour out his love on others.
His love does not depend on my circumstances and they are not a measurement of His love.
There are days that understanding must bow its knee to love, regardless.