Far from God

the more I think of all the church services I have missed (and will miss) with this morning sickness.....that lasts 24/7 may I add....makes me ponder some things.

i feel so far from God

i feel miserable.

i feel helpless.

i am helpless.

i am exhausted.

my stomach HURTS.

the gagging is getting old.

brushing my teeth makes me barf or close enough.

but seriously, Jesus, SAVE me!

i am helpless.

but i'm not far from God.

God has never left.

I just haven't drawn myself to Him.


Father, forgive them.

Forgive ME.

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