Deep Cries Out
So originally I was going to write a post about the fruits of the Spirit. I was excited about it but also stressed because I was afraid I would not adequately portray them. I finally finished the post and was about to publish it, but then it all deleted. I sat on the ground as a few tears streamed, and cried out to God wondering why this one thing could not go my way. This week I have felt so anxious and overwhelmed, and I thought if I just get this blog post done with it will be successful. However, the Lord had some greater things in mind. This experience helped me realize, I was writing something just to post, not because I had something to say. While I am frustrated that the hours I poured into that post now seem like a waste, it has now got me thinking about what it is like to cry out to God in our struggles. My sophomore year of high school was a sort of dark time in my life. I had a lot going on emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. My great-grandma was in hospice and was sl...