Tough Stuff

Thank you for sharing!Pin on PinterestShare on FacebookTweet about this on TwitterEmail this to someoneShare on Google+Share on StumbleUpon

We’re dealing with some incredibly hard stuff around these here parts (spoken in my best Southern twang). When I think that there are no more secrets to unfold, bang! here we go again. Adding abuse issues over the last few years to the RAD mix can be combustible.  I’m struggling to separate the sin from the sinner and know I can continue to love even when I don’t feel it. Trying not to lose hope that God is the complete healer yet recognizing the victims/conspirators have to want to change.

My problem? I think I’m dead emotionally. I haven’t cried, haven’t fallen apart, am coping wonderfully. But I feel empty with nothing left to give. It’s been 10 years of uncertainty, fear, loneliness and sometimes pure hell. Will it ever end? I know all the right words to say to everyone else and I know this will pass. I feel like a failure, a bad mother, a closed wife. I know those are the words of this moment, but I need reassurance that God loves even the least of these.

The added stresses: my sister died at age 53 ten years ago, I have taken care of my parents the last three years, with my dad dying last year, my mom has been seriously ill and it all falls on my shoulders. My oldest son will graduate next year and hopefully go on to college and my oldest daughter will be married. My husband at age 49 is finishing his college degree and my life is full of uncertainties. But even with that said, I am still grateful that we’re all basically healthy, those that should be are employed and we have a roof over our heads and food on the table. God is still on His throne and He still loves me in spite of my failures and unbelief. And really, is there anything greater?

Thank you for sharing!Pin on PinterestShare on FacebookTweet about this on TwitterEmail this to someoneShare on Google+Share on StumbleUpon

Comments

  1. GB's Mom says:

    I am glad you know it will pass! {{{{Hugs}}}}

  2. Kelly says:

    Marty, I saw your comment on my blog and I agree. It is so hard everyday. When I see my two sneak and look at each other and then see the shame written on their faces because of their “private thoughts” it breaks my heart over and over again.

    Another place I am struggling is in forgiving their birth parents. I don’t know how to do this. We talked about this in Sunday School this morning and of course we are supposed to forgive because God forgives us. I understand this in my mind but how does one go about forgiving something like this. That we are faced with every day of our lives. That effects every single thing we do.

    How do I truly forgive? I know I can’t forget but I know that through Christ I can forgive, but how? What is the process of forgiving this?

    This pit seems impossible to escape. But that is exactly where satan wants me to be, you know…that place where I lose hope. I won’t let satan win.

  3. Chantelle says:

    Wow. Just found your blog and instantly feel your gut-level honesty and appreciate it beyond words! Bless you. It’s so good to not feel alone!

  4. God's Girl says:

    Oh my heart aches for you! Jesus’ heart aches for you and He holds your every tear in a bottle. He will never, ever, ever leave you!

    May the loving the Lord hold you through this long season of hurt.

    Love,
    Julie

Speak Your Mind

*

Subscribe here and get FREE updates!

Subscribe to my posts and practical tips and get my FREE guide "5 Easy Ways to Decorate Your Home for Practically Nothing!"

Your email address is 100% confidential and safe with me!