Its 4 in the morning and have been up for while trying to sort out my feelings and frustrations. I have been trying to feel sorry for myself. I am after all in a new country alone with my three kids, struggling with finding the right balance in my life. But the fact is, I am not alone. With all the chaos around me I have had my rock, my Savior, next to me the whole time. Unfortunately, I have been acting very stubborn, and trying to figure out what to do on my own. This has made me very blind to the reality of my situation.
Its way too early in the morning for my brain to wrap around my situation completely but I have no doubt in my mind that I am being watched over and cared for. If I open my eyes at all I can’t help but see God’s hand in my life, and that I truly have nothing to fear.
I think I can go back to bed now.