I left my phone at the hospital yesterday. I'm in charge of everyone and their stuff and I can't keep up with my own. When I realized I left my phone, I shook my purse and threw it across the car. It was witnessed by my father-in-law and husband. It felt good to get mad.
I really just want to punch someone in the face.
I can't fix this.
To walk in total surrender and dependence on the Lord is hard.
My eyes are on him, we are walking hand-in-hand but still I'm under attack. From every direction, I am under attack. (The phone wasn't an attack, it was stupidity)
Could y'all pray for our Armour?
God is bigger than this and Jesus can fix-it.