brokenhearted

I prayed in my car this morning that God fill my heart with love and hope. But this has been almost the worst day ever. I worked hard. My clothes got wet, dirty and filthy. My thumb was smashed and there is still pain whenever I tried to use it. Yet it was for nothing.

My heart was filled with doublts for God. I felt that I was all alone again. No one could really help me and no one really cared about how I was doing. All kinds of bad feelings were biting my heart.

I hope I can climb back to the place where I feel joyful and peaceful again just because of the fact I know that God is with me and he loves me. It has been hard.