A New Day...

Over the last week, I've been going through times of panic/anxiety, and to describe what has been causing it, I've always been falling just short.

As sin has been trying to creep its way back in my life - I'm not saying I never sin, but specific acts of sin rather - are creeping back into my life, last night I finally realized my cause of anxiety.

 - FEAR -

Fear comes from a lack of faith, lack of faith is caused by a lack of love, and oh man...I'll try to stop sounding like Yoda here.

Anyways, this past week I have been feeling so disconnected from God.  I can't say I've been feeling horrible or anything about this - but it did start causing me to ask a lot of questions. 

Why would God allow this?
Why does God......

Finally, it dawned on me - it's not always God.  It's a choice - I have a choice to obey or to disobey.

Last night I did something that I don't recall having done in a long time.  I literally prayed myself to sleep.

Throughout the prayer - probably one of my most powerful prayers in a long time - I continued seeking God, His Grace, His Love, His comfort, most importantly, would reveal to me Jesus, and that He would stamp Eternity on my eyeballs.

Now - I prayed myself to sleep....I woke up this morning...and I felt something new within me.  It seemed almost as if I was given a new chance, a new opportunity.

As I was on the bus, looking at my Cell Phone listening to some Gospel Music I looked at my Twitter and saw a tweet from Mark Driscoll:


The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning... – Lam. 3:22-23



Praise the LORD! :)