Last week I hit a bump. It made me quiver inside and I felt my resolve give in to ideas and thoughts that would only create distance if spoken out. I prayed and cried. I told God every angry thought I had about the situation and then I told him my biggest shame was letting a problem in this life rob me of my peace and joy. The weight in my chest eventually lifted and I chose to praise God and to trust him. "I have no hope but you I cried and in that moment something died". I grew a little that day.
Do not throw away your confidence; it will be richly rewarded. You need to persevere so that when you have done the will of God, you will receive what he has promised.
I'm linking to Tuesdays Unwrapped over at Chatting at the Sky