My Walk

Last night I was sitting at the end of my bed wondering where my heart has been these past few weeks. Have I been in trusting my troubles with God? or have I been trying to control everything? I realized that I have been trying to make things better without the help of God, I was trying to heal myself all alone. So last night as I looked up some verses that might help me, I realized that first I needed to pray. So I closed my eyes and openly confessed to have strayed from him. These past couple months I haven't been focusing on him, or his word. The things I was doing was to glorigy myself, to please myself. I wasn't doing it for the glory of God I was doing it for the glory of Sarah. I was thinking of myself and myself alone. So I prayed for the first time in months I really prayed. I mean I have been praying every night but I wasn't trully praying, it was more like I was talking the cealing. I did the rutean the paryer but I didn't really mean what I said. In a way I suppose I forgot that God really does listen to our prayers. So I was reminded because in an instent I could feel him, I could tell something different was happening to my heart, and I knew he was listing to me. That is the greatest feeling in the world, to know your prayers are being listend to. I think people spend their whole life looking for someone to do that when all they need to do is pray. I am giving my troubls over to him, and I am trusting that he will allow what is best for me in my life. And that whatever happens he is takeing care of me :)