Just 3 more days, just 3 more days, just 3 more days...

"Ugh. Just 3 more days. 3 more days until I can sleep through the night. 3 more days of purgatory. 3 more days of wondering, wishing. 3 more days..."

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I'm trying to fight valiantly against worry but it feels as if worry is winning. I've been in this place before and I'm really trying to do better this time around, to keep an attitude of faith and joy. To choose joy. To cast off my anxiety to God, who can handle such burdens without my help. I know He's got this. I just have to keep knowing. Every minute.

Phil 4:6 -

"Don't fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God's wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It's wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life."

Amen.