I've been arguing with myself for the past month. Particularly as our big move gets even closer. I should be overjoyed at getting out of the ghetto - I've been praying for it for so long! And I am so excited about getting out.
And here's the but...
BUT, I feel so stressed out still! We've been attacked hardcore this whole month. And these last few weeks, it's hit us particularly hard in the pocketbook. We've had well over $2,000 in unexpected expenses come up this month. (My total monthly income is about half that.) Of all months. The month that we also have to figure out how to afford to move. So I'm feeling super stressed cause I don't know how we're going to come up with $1,300 by Saturday for our first month's rent and security deposit.
And that's the thing, too. We don't necessarily need to figure it out. We certainly haven't been paying our bills out of our own resourcefulness. God's been providing this whole time. Why am I having such a hard time relaxing and trusting that He'll provide this time?
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