Things haven’t been easy lately. Work’s been a real drag, and I’ve been feeling pretty down. It’s like, no matter what I do, it’s just not enough. And then there’s the whole mess with my family – drama, drama, drama. Honestly, I’ve been questioning everything, even my faith. I mean, I’ve always believed that God is good, but when life gets tough, it’s hard to see it, you know?
So, the other day, I decided I needed to do something about it. I started by just sitting down and trying to clear my head. Took a few deep breaths, tried to push all the negative thoughts away. Then, I picked up my journal – haven’t written in it for ages. I just started writing down everything that was bothering me. All the frustrations, the disappointments, the doubts… got it all out on paper. It was kind of a mess, but it felt good to just let it all out.
After that, I decided to read some stuff online – you know, just to see if anyone else felt the same way. I stumbled upon some articles and personal stories about people going through similar struggles. It was comforting to know I wasn’t alone, but I still felt kind of lost. And that’s when I remembered those encouragements and promises. I used to know a few, so I went and dug them up. It made me feel a little better. Like, even though things are tough right now, there’s still hope. It was as they said, “God allows suffering because He is loving, powerful and wise.” and “God Cares About Your Suffering. If you are suffering from depression or another mental illness, know this: God cares deeply when you suffer.”
And then I did something I haven’t done in a while – I prayed. It wasn’t anything fancy, just a simple conversation with God. I told Him everything that was on my mind, asked for strength, and for guidance. And you know what? I felt a little bit of peace after that. Like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders, at least for a little while.
It’s Still a Struggle
Now, I’m not saying everything is perfect. It’s not. I still have bad days, moments when I doubt everything. But I’m trying to hold on to that feeling of hope. Trying to remember that even when life is not good, God is still good. It’s a process, you know? And I know I won’t always get it right. But I’m trying. I’m trying to trust, even when it’s hard. I am trying to believe, even when I don’t feel like it.
- It ain’t easy, but I’m taking it one day at a time.
- And I’m holding on to the belief that somehow, someway, things will get better.
- Because even in the midst of all this chaos, I still believe that God is good, even when life is not.
It’s a journey, and I’m still on it. But I’m not giving up. Not yet.
