This world - is not my home

LORD, I know that this world is not my home.

It’s like walking a 51% vs 49% line at all times.

Spiritually – walking and living by the SPIRIT.

Where I walk not by sight or feels, but by Faith.

Humanity – still screaming, aching, hurting.

Today, I find myself struggling in between the 2.

So many feels going on inside my mind and heart, even my body.

And yet, trying hard to just know that YOU are with me.

Walking with me.

Talking with me.

That YOU hold to my hand.

LORD, help me just breathe . . .

: I Corinthians 15:20-23 – But in fact Christ has been raised from the dead, the firstfruits of those who have fallen asleep. For as by a man came death, by a Man has come also the resurrection of the dead. For as in Adam all die, so also in Christ shall all be made alive. But each in his own order: Christ the Firstfruits, then at His coming those who belong to Christ.

• LORD, help me to hold to YOUR Promises, as YOU hold to me.

: Hebrews 6:19 - We have this as a sure and steadfast anchor of the soul, a hope that enters into the inner place behind the curtain, where Jesus has gone as a forerunner on our behalf, having become a high priest forever after the order of Melchizedek.

• LORD, help me just breathe, trust and believe.