A few months ago, I began to question my "faith". I was angry, bitter and down right unhappy. I really really wanted to blame God for the tragedy that I had experienced. During that time, I found myself sad a lot. Most days I was depressed and cried. I realize now what I was doing differently. I had stopped praying. I was holding on to all of my hurt and anger...keeping it deep inside. I know now that was doing me more harm than good.
Earlier today I had an awesome conversation with first, my mother than with my cousin. Both of them really helped to bring me back down to where I needed to be and I'm sure they didn't even know it. Once I was done talking with them, I bowed my head. I felt my heart was still a bit heavy and I knew what was soon to follow. Tears. I was at work and I really didn't want to feel "that way" while I was not in the privacy of my own home or car. My 5 minute prayer session allowed me to release what I was feeling at the time. I really felt lighter after I had done so.
Earlier today I had an awesome conversation with first, my mother than with my cousin. Both of them really helped to bring me back down to where I needed to be and I'm sure they didn't even know it. Once I was done talking with them, I bowed my head. I felt my heart was still a bit heavy and I knew what was soon to follow. Tears. I was at work and I really didn't want to feel "that way" while I was not in the privacy of my own home or car. My 5 minute prayer session allowed me to release what I was feeling at the time. I really felt lighter after I had done so.