reboot my ❤

2:30 am

Just woke up

•  Racing heart
• Out of breath
• Shaking limbs
• Heart pounding

FLASHBACK NIGHTMARE

I need a cigarette!  I don’t smoke.  But that was AWFUL.

• Jesus.
• I’m running to You.
• To Your beautiful Words
• To Your magnificent promises that are ALWAYS true
• Soothing.  Like warm clothes fresh from the dryer

God, I ask

 in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth God come in the flesh 

To be useful to the 🌎 here.

I am not the only 

parent or teacher or coach or pastor

 who hurts this way.  Like…

 I blew it.  I Let them down.  I was not (fill in the blank) enough.  I see it now, but it’s too late.

Or

That was a horrible experience and I can’t believe I lived through it. Again.
Give my words wings.  Use them to 

Preach good news to the poor

Bind up the broken hearted

Cause I can’t get over this by myself.

You are ON THE HOOK, God.

I’m heartbroken and waiting and trusting.

That’s what I want.

That’s what I long for.

Jesus!

fix it.