It's incredible sometimes at how low it can get... how low I feel because of the pain in my head. I feel helpless. I know I'm not without help. I know He's there. But it's how I feel. It's hard to see that one day I will be raised up on eagles wings, and all of this pain will be taken away. It's hard to remember that one day, all my tears will be whiped away by His hand. It's hard to even grasp eternity when all I can think about is the horrible pain that hinders me from thinking straight.
It's one of those nights.
Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. -Phil. 3:12-14
Followers
About Me
- Melissa
- I'm loved by my Creator. I'm being sanctified every day into the likeness of the Perfect One... Ultimately, I'm called to love people like Jesus does. I'm not perfect, but try and shine my light, so that others might catch a glimpse of who He is.
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