carried

This last week has been something of a personal hell for me. Amongst the recent changes in my life (and there have been many of those) one has been especially hard to bear. A couple nights ago, while I was quietly laying in bed, crying and praying hard, I thought of that Footprints poem. The one where the guy says, "Why did you leave me, Lord?" And He replies, "That was when I carried you." And I saw our footprints in the sand. His footprints, and then the two long trenches my feet have been making. Unable to walk, but unwilling to let Him carry me -He's been dragging me along. Then in my heart I felt the quiet truth, "It'd be easier if you'd let Me carry you for awhile." So I did. I figuratively tossed myself in His arms, and finally felt rest. And peace. And like, I'm going to get through this because He's going to hold me through it. I am so grateful for His constant Love and His amazing grace.