The other day I cried so much. Mostly happy tears. Relief tears. Some 'I'm sick of this tears'. God blessed us financially. I cried. I literally cried out, my body shaking, in relief. Jehovah Jirah. So many times I cry out that name of God. My Provider. Jeff had a very important meeting that could have gone one of two ways. Good or bad. He walked in to the meeting armed. Armed with the sword of the Spirit. Armed with 'the peace that passes all understanding'. Armed with the spirit of peace. Armed with many prayer warriors praying. The meeting went not only good, but very good. Mighty Warrior, dressed for battle. And I cried. I literally cried out, again, my body shaking, in relief. I am still plagued with a body sickness that caused me also to cry out with tears of frustration, 'I'm sick of this tears', I'm tired, emotionally, and physically. And I finally got an appointment scheduled. I cried out in thanks for that.
I'm good. How are you?