I almost lost hope in several areas in my life the past couple of weeks. I’d wallow in self-pity, cry a bit, and keep on wondering what would become of my life. During the lowest moments, I cried and prayed to Him. “What is your plan? Why am I going through this?” I felt terrible that I felt terrible. I had so many blessings, but I was ultra-myopic at those times. All I could see were my frustrations — the other things that made me happy I had set aside. When I calmed down, I closed my eyes and listened. And He whispered in my heart two things:
On Frustration #1: “Have faith.”
On Frustration #2: “Just do your best and it will come to you.” (Sorta like “If you build it, they will come.” Very Field of Dreams!)
I felt a lot better after that. I said sorry to Him for my selfishness, then thanked Him for His patience with me, and for all the blessings he has showered upon me.
It’s amazing what prayer can do.