I have traveled a long way, a long road, where I found myself in a place far, far from where I thought I'd be, but have made my way back home. I've learned some hard lessons along the way, but I found my God ever faithful, waiting with His arms open wide to enfold me in His everlasting, unconditional love.
Since coming home, I've discovered many things about myself that I didn't even realize I struggled with. One of the things I struggle with, and honestly have just touched the tip of the iceberg of, is insecurity. I don't know yet how or when it started, but it has deep, far reaching roots in my heart, mind, and soul.
I'm in an agonizing season of fear and insecurity. I don't know what to do, so I sit and I worry. I pray and I cry. I get angry, and bitterness takes hold in my heart. I want to blame, yell about the injustice, and rail at God for allowing this to happen. At the end of all this, I'm at the end of me. I cry out to God for help, and I surrender all that I am, and all that I have to Him. He is our only hope. So I will trust Him with all I've got, because He is all I need.
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