I have a confession to make. I had been struggling emotionally in the last few weeks. I could give myself a dozen scriptures for every negative attitude I was having. I was trying to preach myself back to a place of hope and faith, but I just couldn’t seem to get my head up. I confessed my downward spiral to a few people. We always need people in our lives that can speak into them like few can, but I was still struggling. I knew I needed to renew my mind. My family and I have been through a lot in the last few months. Certain situations haven’t turned out yet the way we’ve expected them to, but some things have worked out. Yada yada yada, God is faithful, but sometimes when expectations are not met the way we think they should be we all have a tendency to have a moment. I hadn’t been in such a low place for a lot of years. I know I’m being crazy trans...
