This has been a really rough 24 hours. I’ll not go into details but basically I ended up in A&E after sawing my hand in half (slight exaggeration), some drunk blokes kung fu kicked our fence to pieces just hours after me and Tim fixed it and some drunk blokes came and abused some work men in our garden cus they were rebuilding our shed that some geezers broke into a few months back.
It has been so stressful. But two friends from church just came round and we chatted with them and prayed about it and I feel more resolute now.
I had been despondent for much of the last 24 hours. I proudly say that I surrender every bit of my life to God but it is difficult to understand why he would allow so much stress for us especially when we are trying to move. I think that is why I am a bit down…cus I know deep inside that if I am to follow God wherever he will take me over the coming years it is going to be chuffing difficult. The Bible never promises life will be easy…in fact it promises that if we are faithful to God then life will be hard! I question whether I can truly accept that but if I don’t that would mean turning my back on God and I just couldn’t do that. So that leaves me with coming to terms with this life and world and trying to make the best of it.
There is a great thing though. And that is that the Bible does promise God’s peace for us whatever we are going through. So I claim that promise and say, “God! Give me some of that peace before I explode!” If you believe in praying please pray for us.