My Outburst

Each time life threw me a challenge, God gave me grace to scale through.

But there was a point I simply did not understand why the challenges had to stay.

I had faith, I breathed hope, but yet they stayed.

There were times I simply stared in oblivion and let my tears envelop me.

Times I hid my face because I did not believe I could go through it.

It got to a point I was simply fed up.

I ranted.

I cried.

I was disappointed.

And all I wanted to do, was know why.

I waited for an explanation.

I lost my patience.

I wanted to trust God.

But it seemed my faith was shaking.

Yes, that was how I felt... Defeated.

Defeated???

I almost could not believe myself.

I, defeated?

I took in many deep breaths, and did what I should have done.

I cleared my space.

I got on my knees, and I cried to my Father.

I told Him the pain.

I told Him how I hurt.

I know He knew, but telling Him again just gave me relief.

Yes I am a Christian.

And I am not always right or at my best.

I was shaken, I was tried, but even though I knew, I had to work in the fact that God had my back.

I am not done with challenges.

I know more are on the way, but next time, I'll get on my knees before the tears get to me.

I am learning, and I will overcome through it all.

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