Its a nice day in colorado. I am still truggling. But I am praying through it all. I know and believe in my heart that I need to grasp tightly to my faith.
Yes, I am discouraged and hate all of this struggling. But I know that this may be god's plan for me. But I still want to throw my hands up and say fuck it all.
Then that little tiny part of me overrules the fuck it all part.
So I am going to try once more. God didn't bring me this far to leave me.
What would I give up for? There is no positive alternative for me.
Just keep praying for me.