Technically this is the last day for the blog every day in May challenge, which I have really enjoyed doing, even if I did miss the last few days.
If you haven't already I'd love for you to skip back and few posts. Who knows, we may even get to know each other a little better.
I don't want to review May, I just want to forget it.
Sweet friends there has been something major weighing on my heart. No amount of prayer, or quiet time with the Lord is helping.
You'll have noticed that things have been a little sporadic on here from time to time, well that's because recently my family has needed me.
"To tell of his faithfulness is easy, but to do so we often must show our scars, pull back the veil and let each other see the person underneath."
I still can't believe I'm actually going to write these words. I have wanted to tell you all for such a long time, but it never felt real.
My Dad has left the family home, and my parents marriage has ended.
Only those closest too me know the full story, and I am not ready to tell you all that yet, but there you have it.
Not a big deal, people spilt up every day? I agree, but when it's your family, and your world that has been torn apart, statistics don't matter.
I feel like every day my heart is being torn into a million little pieces and carried by the wind. I can't settle, sleep, and have no idea who, or where I am anymore. I feel a failure in the eyes of God, and my family, and you.
I'm not the important one here, my family is, but I've been holding everyone else up for so long, that I don't know how much longer I can go on.
This isn't a cry for help, it's an explanation.
I know there are good things to come, and I cherish the positives in my life, but just recently I have been going through the darkest days.
Believing that God is faithful and my time will come has nearly impossible. If it wasn't for encouraging e-mails and shoulders to cry on I think I would have lost it all together.
I truly believe God IS faithful though. I really do. At the moment it is all I have to hold on to.
"He's weaving pieces together that will tell of his faithfulness when generations to come read the pages of your life. He isn't done writing."