Today I crossed paths with a fellow mom.
In May, she had a job, an apartment, 3 boys, and twin boys on the way.
Today, she had no job, lives in government housing, and has 4 boys.
These changes happened through a series of events that were beyond her control. Last week, she had buried one of the identical twin boys, as at one month old, he died in his sleep.
When I asked her how she got through all that she had mentioned, she said, “I just depend on God.”
Just. Depend. On. God.
I love her faith. I love her God. After all, how many people can say those five words after all she had been through?
Even though she had not slept, for fear that she would find the other baby the same way, she had found ultimate rest, by depending on God.
“Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.” ~Jesus
Have you found rest? If not, what are you waiting for?
Jesus says to come to Him. Go to Him, trust me, you won’t regret it.