Every single morning

Ever since my thyroid surgery, almost every single morning I’ve woken up and prayed: Lord help me. I just can’t do this. And? He has.

No.

Not helped me. He has literally been carrying me through this. There have been times where my knees are about to buckle from me about to pass out and somehow I don’t.

It’s the Lord.

There have been mornings where I literally cannot fathom a thought cause my brain fog is so bad – and somehow I can get through a day of being a mom and wife.

It’s the Lord.

Y’all.

I have no idea how I have been able to function these past couple of months.

It’s the Lord.

Call out to the Lord. He will be there for you.

This poor man cried out, and the LORD heard him,

And saved him out of all his troubles.

Psalms 34:6

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