The day God clothed me in humility
It's 12:30 in the morning, I'm in the bathroom, I'm fully clothed on the toilet talking to the Lord telling Him how I will not go. It's 2:30 in the morning, I sit on the floor near the toilet... crying, throwing up. "No Lord. I won't do it. I won't go." It's 5:30 in the morning , I lay prostrated on the bathroom floor flailing, crying hard, covering my mouth so no one will hear. "I am not going Lord!" My husband knocks on the door, "Are you ok?" "Yeah, I'll be out in a minute." It's 9:30 in the morning and there I am. I feel shame and discuss when I enter the courtroom, embarrassment clothes me. By the time I take my seat, I'm calmed and am overtaken by a peace. A peace that surpassed my comprehension. "I should not be in a place like this." I think. "Especially for the reason that I'm here." I tell myself. The attorney's ask if I'm okay. Sur...