exhausted

It’s 12:58am and I can’t sleep. My heart, my soul, and my mind are exhausted with worry.

I would be creating a facade if I only posted happy butterfly posts… so here I am, posting in the valley. I want to be real with you guys.

We still need $4,000 to go to Nicaragua. We leave in 25 days. I have no idea how we’re going to get the money. I am burdened and tired. We’ve worked so far for the last year – raised over $25,000 for our trip and collected over 1800 pairs of shoes…but it’s not enough. It’s hard to put your all into something… to give your sweat and tears (and boy, there have been a lot of those lately) and still come up short… it’s hard. I’m at a brick wall. I don’t know what else to do. My team has worked so hard, and for that I am grateful. The community has shown their support and it has humbled my heart. I’m praying for a miracle. It’s all in God’s hands.

Lord I come, I confess. Bowing here. I find my rest. Without you, I fall apart. You’re the one that guides my heart. 

Lord I need you, Oh I need you. Every hour I need you. My one defense, My righteousness Oh God, how I need you. 

Where sin runs deep, your grace is more. Where grace is found is where you are. Where you are, Lord I am free. Holiness is Christ in me. 

When I cannot stand I’ll fall on you, Jesus you are my hope and stay. 

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3 thoughts on “exhausted

  1. And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you.

    1 Peter 5:10

  2. Pingback: An explanation | Joy Will Grow

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