For about two weeks I have had an uneasy feeling in my core. In the depth of who I am I have felt unsure. I truly hate this because it can rob my joy, the joy that the Lord has given me. The joy that has come as the result of Jesus’ blood on the cross.
I have prayed, I have prayed so much that I have prayed my way to a deeper relationship with Jesus. While I hate this unrest that I feel in the marrow of my bones, I will rest in the hands of my friend, Jesus.
