I knew it was coming, but was hoping this time would be easier.
Coming home is hard.
Back to real life.
Back to the mundane, the everyday, the seemingly insignificant.
This morning my heart was real before God as I journaled my thoughts and emotions.
I felt Him whisper to my soul - trust Me. He knows the emotion, the conflict in my spirit, the hardness of the day-to-day.
I turned on my worship music and let His truth wash over my heart.
He gives grace. Grace enough for today.
Tomorrow will be the same - just enough grace.
I do have pictures and stories to share - they will be coming!
"My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever."
Psalm 73:24
