Weak and feeble

Weak and feeble

Weak and feeble ones you will sustain. Those bent over with burdens of shame you will lift up.
Psalms 145:14 TPT

This scripture is so close to my heart because as someone who struggles with mental illness and the pressures of life. I can remember the times I was too weak and feeble but somehow I’m still here. There is no amount of pushing and fighting that would have gotten me to this point in my life. God sustained me through it all and the evidence is that today I have a heartbeat, a pulse, air in my lungs. I could have showed up for myself in many ways but when God shows up for you there is an undeniable force that takes you out of your darkest hour.
I’m so thankful to God for sustaining me because his invisible hand is visible in my life. I am where I am because of the power of his right hand. It’s true when they say when praises go up, his glory comes down. I’ve been weak so many times. I’ve ended on my knees so many times. I’ve failed so many times but here I am with hope in my heart for a better future.  I’ve been bent over with the burdens of my shame which includes my sin, my losses, my failures and my mental illness. These are all the burdens I had put on my back and had me bent over. I can’t describe to you how it feels but you can imagine just being so bent over you can’t even look up or have hope. Everything seems like it’s the end cos all you see is the floor and not the life around you. Oh but let me tell you about my God!
My God lifted me up. I can look up at the skies and praise. I can take my burden to Jesus, I can sing and dance with praise, I can laugh and oh the blessings that keep falling down from heaven??? It can only be God. I just know it.
I hope you keep your faith and trust him, praise him and wait on God.
God loved me
He loved me like nobody else can love me
God I thank you
Loved me
And he keeps loving me over and over and over and over again
From failure to victory
God’s grace, carried carried me
Through every struggle and trial God simply loved me and carried me. Even when I can’t lift myself up from pain. He’s always ready to catch me and hold me.

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