I am tired. My soul is weak. I feel like I'm fighting a battle alone. I fall because there is no one beside me who has my back. I feel like my battle isn't against the enemy, but people that I know and love. How can I go on fighting if I am unwilling to fight? How did this fight even start?
I can't even describe the battle inside my heart. I can't even pinpoint the moment it all went wrong... it all happened so fast, how did I get this far? I wonder if Adam and Eve had this same feeling. The serpent appears in the calm, the quietness of the garden. It sees God's image in the stillness, pure and unashamed. It approaches with a simple question. Yet little did they know, the question challenged everything. Then before you know it, they are naked, ashamed, and stripped of their innocence... that's it. It has been done. Sin. How many times does this happen in our everyday lives? We act on impulse and are left hurt, hurting others, and further away from the One who has given us life from the beginning.
Yet the beauty of it all is that God didn't abandon us to this cycle. From the very moment it happened, God had a plan to redeem. How great His love for me. He is patient with me even when I constantly break His heart.
