The Road Home

God coming through for me. A theme in my life that I often overlook until it happens time and time again. When times are rough, when I don't know what to do anymore, when I'm at my wit's end, God never fails to show up and help me through whatever tough time I've been having at the moment. And even though I've kept it bottled up for the past month or so, the stress of having my folks leave, school starting, work becoming drama-full, Erin being away from me, and so many things all calling for my time and attention 24/7 has finally filled all the space I have to hold it, and I'm simply feeling completely overwhelmed. Yet as I was riding home from school, thinking over the message I'm going to give the Jr. Highers tonight, I started off on a tangent, and God really hit me with the realization that I've been doing it all on my own recently. I haven't fit Him into my schedule, I haven't asked Him for support or help through all this ridiculousness. And so when I got home, I sat and prayed for that. For God's hand in figuring this whole mess out. And while its nothing near being unsorted, He's given me a peace about my life. And I know that with Him, I can make it. Yet again, God has come through. And while it may not be an instant thing, I know He's here for the first time in a bit, helping me along. Picking up the pieces of my life that I simply cannot hold right now. He's always been there, but I never gave Him my burden to help me lift. I'm glad I moved over and gave Him a handhold though. I know that everything's going to be okay.