Will I Ever Come Out of This Hole?
As I drove home today, I found myself asking God a question that has been sitting quietly in my heart for a while. “Lord… am I ever going to come out of this hole?” It’s a question I’ve never wanted to ask out loud because it almost feels like a lack of faith. But today, I realized something. It isn’t a lack of faith. It’s the cry of a tired heart. I’m working. I’m doing my best. I’m showing up every day, trying to honor God with my life, my work, and my decisions. I don’t expect God to make me rich because I give my tithe. That’s never been my understanding of who He is. But when I look at my bank account after payday and begin dividing every dollar between rent, utilities, my car, groceries, and everything else, I sometimes wonder if I’ll ever experience financial freedom. Will I ever stop living paycheck to paycheck? Will I ever know what it feels like to breathe without wondering which bill has to wait another week? As I drove, another thought crossed my mind. Every paycheck disa...
