Carry Me

Psalm 73: 26 My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.

The psalmist was going through some stuff when he wrote this. He struggled with the injustice that he witnessed. He began to feel overwhelmed and wanted to give up until He sought the Lord. In God’s presence he understood what a privilege he had living for God. In the end, the ungodly have consequences that would ruin them, while he would see the glory of God.

Today as I reflect on my childhood and my families past, I am sad. There has been much abuse and pain that we have endured. But God has always been my strength. I can clearly look back and see the hand of God protecting me, surrounding me, warning me to pray for others through visions and dreams. Often as a youngster I wondered why I was born. Today, I know my purpose and birth was not in vain, but a wonderful masterpiece. We don’t always have the answers to the whys of life, but God sees the end result and it is always better for us.

My pain is now my victory and a weapon of healing. A knife in the hands of a murderer is destruction, but in the hands of a doctor…healing, relief, a new start. I have allowed God to do surgery on the wounds and infections Satan has poured on my life. Yes, I have a few scars but they are only reminders of battles won. It didn’t happen overnight, but it happen when I surrendered my thinking and my plans for His.

Lord, thank you for never leaving me even when I felt all alone. You are my everything and I am complete because of You. You make my heart light and happy and I know that I have a future in You. Amen.