My mom told me a story a few of nights ago about realizing how her mindset had shifted when she stubbed her toe and instead of yelling or cursing she said I love You Jesus and gave praise to God over and over. The very next night I rammed my foot into my treadmill in the dark, breaking my pinky toe. The Lord brought that conversation back to my mind. Over and over I said I praise You God. It hurts really bad but I’m praising you. God’s timing is perfect, always on time. He knew I was going to need those words of wisdom the very next night.
I worked my shift before going to the ER the next day. My pinky toe was broken and I’d given three other toes a pretty good bruising. I took today off, still in a lot of pain. My sister-in-law went to get my medicine and the pharmacy was closed. Poppa, I’m going into a work day tomorrow with pain and nausea completely uncontrolled. I felt tears coming to my eyes. I’m tired Poppa. The harder I fight the harder I’m hit. God spoke to me and reminded me He is my strength and there are some battles where He is not only my shield, He fights for me while I rest in Him. Glory hallelujah for the shelter in the midst of those raging storms. Thank You Jesus for my healing that comes through your blood and not a medicine bottle. We serve an awesome God, so worthy of our praise. 🙌🏻 🦅 ~ Chelle, #f8ithgal
“The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.” ~ Psalm 28:7
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