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No one Knows or Cares

I get up and after reading my Bible, I look at social media to catch up with my friends.  I find it interesting that on any given day, some of my friends will be struggling.  It may be with family, or work, or with someone in their circle that they are struggling.   If we were honest, we have all had those days or weeks.  The times when we feel like no one know or even cares about our struggles.  Christian friend, take heart, you are not alone.  Many others struggle as you do.  In fact, I suspect the one who has no struggles in this life is probably dead.  No matter how alone you feel, God is always there.  HE has promised never to leave you or forsake (turn his back on) you.  Don’t listen to Satan’s lie that you are alone; that your struggles are unique to you.  Anything you face, God has faced too and won.  Greater is he who is in you than he who is in the world.  You and I do not have a struggle too big for God.  This week I have had some struggles.  I felt alone in the battle.  I felt like I was invisible, and no one knew or cared about my problem and there was no one to talk to about it.  I did the only thing I could do.  I talked to God.  See, he was right there.  I could still lean on him.  What comfort!  Has the problem changed?  Nope!  My perspective has.  God allowed me to see the problem from another angle.  What a difference!  God says that even if a mother could forget her child, HE could never forget us because HE loves us! And he has promised to be near us.  If you find yourself in a struggle, lean into God.  Find time to tell him your problem, even if it’s a whisper at a time.  He’ll be there for you because HE loves you.  HE can calm the sea of your life and if he doesn't, then he'll help you ride out the storm.


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