Discouragement.
Doubt.
Regret.
Today, that's what I'm being attacked with.
This is my life. I've walked away from everything. I've sold everything.
I'm in a completely vulnerable state, and I'm terrified.
What if . . .
the money doesn't come through in time?
the money doesn't come through at all?
I'm hearing God all wrong?
my doubts make me all wrong for this calling?
What if . . .
I really have fallen off my rocker?
But . . what if I haven't?
I'm terrified. I don't have money to pay my current bills, let alone foot a $9,000 one.
This has to be God. He is already working on hearts. . . I know this.
Somewhere out there, there is a woman who needs to meet me, to allow me to listen, to love, to speak to. There is a woman who needs His love.
That's what I keep telling myself. It's not for me, it's for them.
And it's not my life; it's His.
So why do I doubt?
I'm terrified senseless. Yes, I know God will and can provide. Yes, I know without a shadow of a doubt that this is what and where I'm suppose to be.
But, right now, in this moment, I'm just trying to gather up enough faith to make it at least part of the size of a mustard seed.
I need your encouragement, your prayers, and your support.
<3tasha
