I CAN’T DO THIS!!

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Is what I whispered to The Lord, for what seemed like an eternity of days. The pressure to perform day in and day out was crushing every part of my soul and I felt as if I was hanging on by the shreds of what was left of my finger nails. “God, help me!” Became my everyday cry! I couldn’t do another day without him.

Feeling absolutely helpless, with ZERO words outside of that desperate statement to utter out of my mouth became my normal-{for a season}

And oh am I ever so glad it was just for a season! You know, God tells us that for everything there is a season. What He doesn’t prepare us for us just how long some of those seasons will be!

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“To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven: A time to be born, And a time to die; A time to plant, And a time to pluck what is planted; A time to kill, And a time to heal; A time to break down, And a time to build up; A time to weep, And a time to laugh; A time to mourn, And a time to dance; A time to cast away stones, And a time to gather stones; A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing; A time to gain, And a time to lose; A time to keep, And a time to throw away; A time to tear, And a time to sew; A time to keep silence, And a time to speak; A time to love, And a time to hate; A time of war, And a time of peace.”

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

But let me tell you what, no matter how many days that I felt helpless, crying out to God with those three simple words, He NEVER failed to show up! He heard me each and every time I desperately pleaded with Him! Not only did He hear me, but He answered! The Bible tells us that when we are weak, He is strong in us!

Trust me my friend, if there is one thing that I can attest to, it’s that in my weakest of moments, God has given me supernatural strength! There have been days where I needed that strength just to rise out of bed. And there were other days that I needed strength to face my biggest fears! Strength to swallow the words, “it’s another miscarriage”, and “We’re sorry but your brother is gone”! No matter the value of my need- He showed up! He gave me just enough to keep pushing, to continue believing, and never stop trusting!

I encourage you today, whether it be three simple words, a lengthy prophetic declaration, or a magnitude of weeping- cry out to Him!

If you don’t, the rocks sure will!

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In His Grip,

Sarah Abernathy