it’s been a rough week.
the things in my life that i’ve relied on are failing. i feel like a rug was pulled out from under my feet and now i’m lying on the floor in a state of confusion.
and i never saw it coming.
the place i thought could be home is feeling more unfamiliar and strange every day.
but God is here. he knows why i’m here and what i have to do. i can’t even explain the comfort that brings. so i’ll just keep praying.