It has been a hard few days. I don’t like to admit that I have been met with a period of doubts and fears. But it would be inauthentic of me to pretend that this season has been one of just absolute trust in God’s plan. Questions have come that have rattled my faith a bit. Not in a to the core way…but questions that have made me uncomfortable and uncertain.

I messaged a few close friends and asked for prayer. It felt like enemy was trying to rob me of my hope. One friend responded with an email FULL of scripture. Pointing me back to truth. I needed that. Another left me a message of encouragement. What I am going through is understandable. Even if at times I feel I am going crazy.

And then I happened upon a couple of boxes of pictures and inside, these two. First is Isaac’s baptism. The day he publically professed his faith in Jesus. It was something he wanted to do, he was excited about. He believed and wanted to be baptized. We were so proud of him.

The second picture was taken during a trip years ago to California. The moment I saw it all I could think was “you are no longer reaching for glory son….you are there.”

I needed this tonight. Thank you Lord.