2020 is probably the hardest year that I’ve ever been hit with- and it has nothing to do with the quarantine (but it makes a good cover).
This is the first time, in a long time where I felt like I literally couldn’t see anything in front of me. All of my hopes for my vocation, discernment, mission… gone.
God has certainly used my suffering to get to know Him more.. and is teaching me that there is no other option but to retreat in Him. I’ve never grown more closer and relied on Him more – desired Him more.. but that’s how these things go I guess?
Every day I want to escape the next “devastating low” I will inevitably face in my day (morning, lunch… night… constant volleying throughout the day). I feel trapped, but all I know is that God is the one constant. He is the Truth, He is the only Way and He is everlasting light.
Ice cream helps.
St.Therese pray for me!