~never ceasing

I just don't know how he does it. I mean, obviously. He's God, I'm not.

I woke up this morning in fear, not wanting to face the day, laying in bed just a little bit longer than snoozing past the normal seven alarms. Yes, I'm serious. It was a day where I would be in the spotlight and not for a 'good' reason. I would be frowned upon, misunderstood, and most of all, doubted. Sucky, sucky feeling. A day where it wouldn't be uncommon to feel like the whole world was plotting war. Sure, let me just pry myself outta bed and run out my front door. Or not.

Prayer is/has taken an extra priority lately, and let me just say that this girl, well, she can tell. I don't think it would have been possible for me to have talked to Jesus any more about this day. He knew what was up, and he knew what I was feeling. Not to mention, I had a pretty hefty supply of people talking to Jesus for me as well.

Today, of all days, was a day where love was so apparent. Not only God's love for me, but love from my fellow brothers and sisters in Christ. Love from people when I least expected it. Love when I know I was the cause of hurt, of anger, of confusion.

But, in the midst, Jesus showed me that I was chillin in his hand the whole dang time. He had my back, and he knew who he needed to send to love on me, when he needed to send them. He made himself so known today, so clear. I was loved on, supported, hugged times a thousand, empathized with, prayed for, encouraged, proud of, and loved on some more. I was....in shock.

How lame and human of me to doubt my God like I did when I woke up this morning. He flipped my day completely right-side up. A total one-eighty.

My God....he never ceases to amaze me. again.