I am sitting here after church really needing to go to sleep but thinking...What happened to my faith? Man, I have seen the hand of God move miraculously in my life yet I still find myself wrestling with sin and my own doubts. When will it end? Why is my life so crazy? I don't think I can remember a time when I needed God so much and in so many ways.

However, I am done being miserable..come hell or high water...this two shall pass...and joy will come. It always does.

Speak life or Speak death..Choose one..