For healing

Aneta

February 16, 2021

Another day, the same story. I lie down, fall asleep and wake up again, because the Lord sustains me. But amid all this I fight against the bondage of sin. I am pushed to my limits. God, if it is Your will, sometimes lift the hem of Your mantle for me so that I can grasp it. Many times I feel like shouting that I can't take it anymore, that I see no meaning, what am I doing with my own life, seeing no end to my falls. And afterwards I am ashamed of my weakness. Because it is all my fault, my bad choices, my turning away from You....