So I know I've been blessed. I mean I have a roof over my head(a free one at that), a vehicle that will get me from point A to B(that's completely paid for), clothes to wear, food to eat(most of the time), a wonderful husband who works his butt off to provide for us, two amazing little girls, and some pretty awesome friends.
I need Thee, oh, I need Thee
I've hit a low point. I feel like I'm at rock bottom. I mean I guess if I am at rock bottom, the only place to go is up, right?
Every hour I need Thee
I'm struggling. Struggling with who I am. Who I want to be. Where I need to be as a Christian. A wife. A mother. A friend. A daughter. Struggling to help provide.
Oh, bless me now, my Savior
Why am I suffering? Is God punishing me? Is the Devil testing me? Why am I not good enough? Why won't anyone hire me? I'm a faithful worker; I'm willing to do almost anything. I want to learn new things. Experience new things. Expand myself.
I come to Thee
I give up, Lord. I can not do it anymore. Help me, Lord.