Do you ever notice that anytime you step out in public looking disheveled, you will run into every single person you know? It seems to almost be a proven fact – at least that is what I am going with. During one of my frequent trips to Target, I thought I saw an old friend in the parking lot as I began to walk inside. Before I could make out whether or not it was her, I quickly diverted eye contact by pulling out my phone so that I would not be noticed. My hair was dirty and a
“I don’t want to strive for your love anymore God.
I am so sick and tired of wanting you to be proud of me because of my actions.
Am I doing a good job?
Maybe if I could stop being such a screw up, you’d love me.” This was me less than a month ago gushing out my heart in bewilderment to God. I had a commitment to share for a ministry in less than two days, and I felt as though I was literally about to lose my mind. Why you may ask? The answer is simple I felt inadequate