I'm sitting here with my coffee. It's six in the morning. I'm tired. I'm burnt-out. I'm done. All I've wanted these past couple days is a hug and some reassurance. But I've been watching some friends push me out of their lives here lately and it's a feeling I'm all too familiar with, but it always hurts the same.
So, I'm in a difficult spot here, as you can see.
Now what?
Well, I'm depressed....
Then what?
Well, then I need some time just me and God to recover.
Then what?
Then, eventually... God would take my hand and help me, and I would get back up and go back to the life He's blessed me with.
My God loves me with an extravagant love, and He will give me strength.
My God loves me with an extravagant love, and He does NOT make mistakes.
That's what.
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