No dread to bad news
Lately, I have renounced to sadness. This year I have had an overdoses of sadness and I’m sick of it. Sadness kill your life slowly. 2016 has broken me down several times, yet Jesus has already built me up each time in this year. I’m surely not the same that I was four months ago. Now, I know pain face to face. Now I know me in pain. How awful! Now, I know by experience, a little bit, of what pain means. And, with that I’m satisfy. I would not like to have a more deep explanation of what pain is, but I’m sure pain will come again. That’s life and is how it comes.
Dear daddy, give me strength for face whats comming. Teach me the magnitude of forgivness. I indeed long for it! Jesus, make me strong to what is still to come in my life. I’m young and I know pain will come again, but I don’t want to be afraid of and I´m not afraid of. No any more. Every pain is an opportunity to germinate. I’m stronger through all this. I will be strong to beat up life and get to you, that is my disire. Help me, though its hard to die my self. But...if I got you, then I got e v e r y t h i n g.
He will not fear bad news; His heart is steadfast, trusting [confidently relying on and believing] in the Lord. Psalm 127:7