In spite of the downpour, I went to church. It was very emotional, and I shed more than a few tears. The message was all about hope. When we trust in God, and have our hope in Him, we can patiently wait while God works. I need to trust that God is listening to my prayers, and they will be answered in his own time and own way. Afterwards, a woman whom I just met last week in a small group discussion and knows my story, hugged me and said she was thinking about me during the service and hoped it gave me what I needed today. Made me cry more. Well, tears are very healing. Another inquired how I was doing with more hugs. I am so thankful I found this support. My funk is still there a bit, but definitely clearing.
Also from church today. I felt the whole service was for me:
"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid"; John 14:27
