I wonder if God ever looks down, shakes his head, and says, “Look at her, stressed, worried, living on empty, surviving. If only she knew how I’ve held her, how I’ve already worked that problem out for her, how all I want is for her to feel my arms, wrapped around her, holding the weight she carries.” It has been 1 year since my little guy entered the world. One year of moments that seemed so heavy, nights of tears, desperate pleas, and crying out to God in the dark, feeling like the morning would never come. Moments of wondering if I was meant to be his mom, am I all that he needs, how do I raise a kind, loving, faithful man of Christ when I feel so unequipped? A year of depression, anxiety, and refining. It was a beautifully tough year and one that has changed who I am. I found myself waiting in the quiet moments of doubt for God’s whisper, “I’ve got you, I am working all things together for your good, be still.” God has shown me who he is in a way I have never experienced before. He has reminded me that he has never let me walk alone, that his is not the voice of doubt but redemption, that being refined is not always a comfortable or easy process, but a necessary one. Those nights felt endless, at times hopeless, yet he sat there with me; moments of doubt, shame, and exhaustion, yet he went before me, working all things out for my good. My God is the same yesterday, today, and forever. My constant, never-changing, in times of trouble. He has held me and reminded me that he is there, he has me, he is never leaving. I pray that as you face today, you remember who is holding you, that his love seeps into your bones and fills your soul, and that you feel the strength of the God who is the same yesterday, today, and forever, walking with you in every moment.
-Mrs. Reggio