I'll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness,
the taste of ashes, the poison I've swallowed.
I remember it all—oh, how well I remember—
the feeling of hitting the bottom.
But there's one other thing I remember,
and remembering, I keep a grip on hope:
God's loyal love couldn't have run out,
his merciful love couldn't have dried up.
They're created new every morning.
How great your faithfulness!
I'm sticking with God (I say it over and over).
He's all I've got left. (THE MESSAGE)
This is taken from the context of Lamentations 3:19-24....I was hearing this this morning in church while I am still in Austin. There came a point in this message where so much was relating to me I had to start thinking about what god is doing. I have been writing a journal to go along with my class on Jonathan Edwards; and there was just so much I want to write in there on this passage and on how I have been feeling this semester. It has been an inner struggle for me. Things with school are typical of me right now, I don't have the greatest of grades, but I know I am making it. You know, an inner struggle is worse because God has ordained everything to be in its proper place in your life, you can see he is doing amazing works all around you, but YOU are the one doubting. I read the part of the verse "I remember it all, oh how I remember well what it felt like hitting the bottom". Yeah pretty much when you get to the bottom, you know what that is like, and I sincerely pray that if you are reading this, you understand that it is okay to hit the bottom. God will be there to pick you up and carry you out of that place. It may not be the greatest time getting out of the bottom, but you will get up again.
Blessings to you this week.
School is winding down and then it will slowly pick up again.
GRACE AND PEACE!