I Did My Best For You God. Where Were You?

It all got so hard. Four kids and my marriage was coming to an end. Problems were coming from every direction and the list went on and…

I was done.

But you know what?

It doesn’t matter. None of what I just said, does.

The person back then wouldn’t have thought twice about writing down what actually happened. Too angry to offer up more than a few ‘Why me God?’ prayers, she would have relished her truth in every detail that made her a victim. Defended herself to the world until there was nothing left standing. And in the very end years later when it all finally gave way where would God be now?

He would still be waiting in that place she knew all along.

On her knees.

Humbled with nothing left and with every ounce of my heart before God, was I only able to see the part I played in all this failure. Even though it didn’t seem fair, I had come to understand that hurt people hurt people and the one true perspective only ever comes from Heaven. It was time to grow up, actually forgive and mean it.

So with what little I had, trusting Jesus would give me strength, I did.