Faith

Broken…

I feel broken today. Not just broken but unfixable. That overwhelming sense of being a failure is like being knocked down by a big wave. The water rushes over me and I’m unable to breathe, unable to ask for help at my lowest point. DSCN3270.JPG

I want to fix things and find solutions. My reliance on God becomes clearer on these days. Rather than trying to “fix it”, I “fix my eyes on Jesus” (Hebrews 12:2). Laying helpless I allow the flood of His love and the perfection of His faith to sweep over me.

I am transported to calm and still waters, and lush green grass. Abba is with me. Nothing needs to be said – it is just enough knowing He is there. And He is all I need..

 

About RealMomx2

I honestly don't like to talk about myself, and I have started trying to write something here about four times. Each time everything I say seems so lame. I'm surprised I haven't erased this yet. The name "RealMomx2" came about from wanting people to understand that just because I am an adoptive mom, doesn't mean I'm not a real mom. I can't tell you how many times my oldest daughter was asked about her "real mom". It brought out a side in me that wanted to immediately educate people on adoption or suggest they go back to kindergarten and learn basic manners. I write from my heart and from personal experience. I'm passionate about adoption. I'm blessed everyday to be called "momma". I am a woman of faith. I am loved by my heavenly Father unconditionally. He knows my failures, my achievements, my true motives, my insecurities... and He still loves me. Who could ask for more? If you'd like to know where I've worked and what I've done you can connect with me on LinkedIn.

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