ramblings

lying on my couch crying
wishing the stories were different
different for a 3yr old with cancer and her family
different for a couple who lost their baby
different for a girl who lost her mom
questioning is God real
different for a pessimistic family
I can't make things better for us
and when i pray i'm distracted by so many things
There's so much to talk about with my Savior. but it seems like there is so little time and so much more that needs to be done.
So
where do we find the time to preach the gospel over our lives.
when do we study the only truth that will give us the streghth to fight
strength to live
refreshment to laugh and enjoy the glory of the Lord?
where do we take our tire
broken
busy
hearts?

Jesus. We take our hearts for comfort, direction, healing, freedom, for a friendship with our Creator Who truly sticks closer then a brother. Who pulls us out of a slimy pit and sets our feet on a solid rock.