This has been me. Hanging precariously over some of the deep valleys that we encounter in life. Dangling my feet in a perilous position. Holding on but losing grip. Feeling weak.
I am thankful for my man that offers wisdom. For the reminder to persevere. For a coffee with a friend. For the courage to be honest with strangers. And for the sunshine and reminder of spring.

Maybe it is good to know that life can feel too big sometimes. That we all feel overwhelmed. That whilst there may be no one solution that I can wrangle on my own – inviting others in supports me, lifts me up and offers me a new perspective. That is not precarious. That is powerful.

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  1. I found this encouraging today. From
    Here is how I live – try to live – in the face of a very real fear.

    With prayer. Prayer to change things. Prayer to accept things. Prayer for wisdom. Prayer for safety. To who else can we go? HE has the words of eternal life. (John 6:68)
    With a plan. A good one. When we ask for wisdom, we can believe that he will supply it. As I pray, sometimes clarity comes regarding our plans for Sam. See, often I have found that anxiety is actually a voice trying to tell me something I need to change or do. No, we cannot control everything, nor try to. But the Lord will give us wisdom for our day-to-day lives. I truly believe it. If you are worried about something, have you done everything you can to be prepared or deal with your problem? Or are you paralyzed in fear? Pray that the Lord would give you strength and wisdom to do all that you can do.
    With humility. Humility is me saying, God, you are the one in charge here. I actually have no clue how this story will turn out. It is YOUR purposes that will stand. Our lives rest in your hands. YOU are the one who holds all things, who gives and who takes away. Human reasoning means nothing. Some trust in chariots, and some trust in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God. (Ps. 20:7).
    And finally, with daily abounding gratitude. Gratitude is the different maker. I have wasted so much of my life in worry and fear, carrying burdens I was never meant to bear, when there is so much beauty in my present life.

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