Years have gone by and being a Christian and putting my life in God's hands in no way means I didn't have trials and tribulations. I am not married and still have not found my" soul mate ". My son, who was headed down a bad path, is mad at me. I only spoke to him a handful of times over the past 3 1/2 years. Yes - that hurts. I miss him and love him. I do pray every day for restoration like I did with my daughter. Why did she come around sooner than he is? I don't know. I may never know that answer. I pray and hope he will come around soon. To sum it up..my
brother was an addict ( he passed ), my daughter was in an abusive relationship, my son won't talk to me, my boyfriend is an addict ( recovering with lots of relapse ), I've been divorced and hurt and lonely - basically life from the outside looked like it sucks. But you see I handle things differently now. When something is hard, when I pray about my son or even myself I go so deep into prayer that I usually end up crying. God hasn't answered my prayers yet. Not the big ones. I have several little miracles that I have to acknowledge. I can feel him in my heart telling me to be patient. That's so hard to do. So everyday I wake up and make God first. I thank him for waking me and my family up, that we are healthy and I plead the blood of Jesus over all my family. I talk to God throughout my whole day. I would think he'd be tired of me but he's not. I'm 50 and I'm nowhere close to where I want to be but because my faith is back I smile more than I cry.