One day at a time

Yesterday, I took some time to just sit in silence—to quiet the voices in my head and the hurt in my heart. My apologies; I took no calls because I needed to watch my words and not wallow any longer in the heaviness.

I couldn’t pray. I couldn’t even physically open my mouth. But I went for a walk, took a nap, and woke up with a new perspective. I got into the presence of God, even though I didn’t want to at the time. I didn’t want to bother Him again with my “stuff,” but I decided that no matter how I felt in the flesh, I had to run to Him to overcome this. I had to let go of the heaviness of life, failure, and defeat.

I may not be where I thought I would be, but I’m not where I used to be—and that’s fine. God didn’t make any trash. He didn’t make any mistakes. He made me fearfully and wonderfully, and I will not insult His handiwork. I’m here for something, and one day, I’ll know what it is.

Thank you all for the many encouraging inbox messages, scriptures, and prayers. I had no idea so many people read my posts or would actually take a moment to type out a whole heartfelt message. I thank God for you all.

All is well. I’m going to stay busy working on things that matter and just take life one day at a time.

Kim Blakes