Collapsed on the cold, hard tile bathroom floor, I begged God to let me die. The pain my heart now bore was too much for me to handle. But God had a different idea. Instead of allowing me to die, he laid down beside me and held me. As I cried and pleaded with him, He wiped my tears. He did not take the pain away but instead met me in the darkest part of my brokenness and gave me the strength to walk a journey that I could only walk with Him by my side.
If you are feeling hopeless and unloved because of your husband’s betrayal and sexual addiction, I want you to know that there is a daddy in Heaven who loves you and sees you with value and worth.
Isaiah 54:10 “Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken…”