Lattes with the Lord

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...

Sometimes when I feel I have hit rock bottom, I just like to lie on the floor. It sounds weird, but I believe that I cannot get any lower in life than simply lying on the ground. This is the place a lot of my overthinking and mental breakdowns occur. However, it is also a place I have found peace and surrender. After I spend some time on the floor, I try to figure out what is keeping me down or holding me back from giving it all to the Lord. I like my foundation to be in God. When I lay on the floor of my room, or the grass outside, it is a reminder that I need to lay my anxieties at the feet of the Lord and trust Him to lift me back up and dust me off. We all have our baggage that we carry around on our backs that keeps us from getting off the floor, out of the deep pit of despair, or maybe the funk you have just felt over your heart. For me, my thing lately has been worth. I tend to be a pretty confident individual, but lately, I have felt worthless. I have felt that I do not matte...