Even when things are tough… like right now with this illness. It really is that simple for me.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been through more in 40ish years than most people go through
in a lifetime ever. Maybe it’s because I refused to have that all be lived in vain with no learning, no obedience, no growth, and no sharing. Maybe it’s because I love God so heart deep that living #ALLIN is all I know how to do anymore. It’s all I want to do.
When I think about my healing, I think about it from such an immense gratefulness that I immediately think about how strongly I prayed and trusted and believed.
I had hit the very rock bottom that a human could hit. I realized that trusting in God, believing He would deliver me from the ugliness of depression and that brain disease, was where my desperateness had led me. But it was when I arrived through the “vehicle of desperate” that I recognized the true need to trust Him with every ounce of life I had in me.
My being healed is personal. By that I mean, it was a deeply personal experience with God… My God… who has the master plan. But we all have THAT point of no return don’t we? We just arrive and know we must…
Pray, Trust, and Believe.
I also ~ inside that wrap-around faith and trust and belief ~ accept when His plan does not reveal a healing in my life like it did then. I am not in perfect physical health. In fact this Fibro junk is kicking my butt. But it won’t win! His glory is ever present when I share how He healed me of the depression, that brain disease. And His glory is ever present when I have this thorn-in-my-side illness. I just have to remember that until I am healed of this… I will grab every moment to thank Him, to pray, to trust, to believe. To love full out faith … In the moment.
In a moment.
A prayer to trust and believe.
A prayer to live #ALLIN.
Live as a Grateful Soul,