Those are words tattooed on my right bicep. When I got those words tattooed on me I was using it as a statement. Like but look what God can do. Then six months later those words were becoming a question (a whining one at that) instead of the statement I first got tattooed.

But God.. I don’t want to move… But God… This is hard… But God.. You said…

But God was no longer a testimony but a whoa is me. I did not really see how much destruction my attitude was having on my family, my life, and my self talk. I was no longer finding the joy of the Lord. I did not even realize I no longer had the joy the Lord gives. My eyes are tearing up as I reflect on those last few sentences.

Throughout Scripture we see God come through in ways that seem like there is no hope and boom but God… made a way when there was no way. But God… breathed dry bones back to life.

I would love to say that it was a short season, it was a long season. I am just now truly getting out of that season. Are you in the questioning season right now? But God… why? Can I encourage you that if you lay it all down before the Lord (yes I mean all of it. I love control so this is tough for me too). You have the statement again, it looked like there would never be life again in (insert hard) but God never left me.

He was right there. He led me through the dry land, I just had to take a lot longer because I was busy talking instead of listening. James 1: 19-20 encourages us to be slow to speak… quick to listen. I challenge you to pour out your heart to God with ALL of your doubts (snot and tears may have been present when I have been doing this) he will meet you. For me healing began with confession to those I hurt through the valley. Also explaining to the Lord I will not understand a lot but I know I can trust you. But God….