He was there...

In 2017, I would walk this park every night after work & try to deal with the stress of torture from my boss that day. I stood in this area shaking my fist to heaven in tears & begged God for help. I told Him I was in trouble I couldn’t handle & asked Him to rescue me.

He didn’t answer for another 8 months. It was on one of these walks that Satan convinced me that I was unlovable & even God only loved me because He had to. My heart tonight remembers that pain. It’s a bit triggering to remember. ​

Tonight is different. I know I’m loved. I’m free. Nobody loves me like You, God. I truly believe Jesus was praying for me just as He prayed for Peter when Satan sifted him. It’s all going to work out according to Your glory. I’m trusting You even though I don’t understand Your ways.  ​