In the final quarter of this year, I’ve had to get real real with God.

It’s been overwhelming, saddening and maddening.

I put all the deaths, cries for justice, bad news, and everything in a huge pile.

I pointed to that pile and said, “God, here’s my life.”

For me, being real with God is inviting him into the reality of my life.

I show him the crumbs under the stove. The eyebrows before the pencil. The bedtime scarfed head.

I need him to know the reality of my life.

And God’s response to my reality is his reality.

And his reality is this:

I am the God you can trust and depend on.

I never leave.
I never forsake.
I stand tall when you crumble.
I listen to the cries of the brokenhearted.
I heal.
I deliver.
I set free.
I hold you with my right hand.

The day I showed him that pile, he simply said, “Believe me in this.”

So in this overwhelming, saddening and maddening time, I’m believing in his reality over mine.

Hope this helps!
Ambini

P.S If you’re going through some thangs and would like prayer, encouragement, or a listening ear, please feel free to email me at (theambini@gmail.com) or reach out to me if you have any of my contact info! Love you!