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Thunderstruck by Love
I could have been the poster child for Overachievers Anonymous. Our first child was two and a half years old, and I was pregnant with our second. I was working full time, co-conducting services at my Christian Science branch church, weighing a major decision regarding relocation, and my husband was traveling a lot. I wanted to do everything right. I worked hard to fulfill these different roles—emphasis on the “I.” I put the responsibility squarely on my shoulders. But trying so hard to be right and taking on so much brought me to the breaking point. I feared that a single misstep would send everything tumbling down.
My prayer time was between ten at night and midnight. One night, feeling exhausted, I reached out to God. I don’t remember the specifics of how I prayed, but I’d gotten to the low point of berating myself for not knowing how to pray better. (Otherwise, I wouldn’t have all these issues, would I?)
I got a direct response. And it surprised and humbled me.
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