Today has been an absolutely exhausting day, both emotionally and physically. I stopped nauseous and hurting. I said how Poppa? How are we supposed to get all of this done? I heard, my help cometh from the Lord. I sat just reflecting on that Scripture. I don’t have this on my own, but God is my help and my strength. He has me, He has everything when I can’t even see the light at the end of it all. People who had said they would help backed out. I have packed, stopped and cried, resumed packing, stopped and cried, repeat. Stop worrying daughter, I am your help. Smiles in reflection, nothing is too hard for my God! I am so thankful for the Holy Spirit. I am not sure how others make it through the day without Him. Thankful and blessed for a Heavenly Father that never gives up on me. 🦅 ~ Chelle, #f8ithgal
“1 I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. 2 My help [cometh] from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.” ~ Psalm 121:1-2
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