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Dear FutureMe,
It's crazy here... I'm so confused, disturbed and tired. I'm trying hard to change, and I totally need God's help.
One thing I've realized in this season though is that God is trying to teach me dependence - how to be wholly and totally dependent on Him. He's trying to teach me to trust Him. He says to trust the process.
I think this is the toughest thing I've had to do, this is the hardest season of my life. Trusting is hard because I can't see where I'm going, but I know that is what He wants me to do.
I'm tired.
This is a very stretching season for me, and it's not easy at all.
I'm trying to take things one step at a time, but everything just keeps coming at the same time. I get overwhelmed sometimes.
Everyday, I pray the same prayer - 'oh help me, Jesus'. Because I've come to the point where by myself, I know I'll mess things up. A point where I know I need the help of God a hundred percent.
God help me.
So, in a year,
I hope you've been able to fit in the pieces of the puzzle, to figure out the things that need figuring out.
I hope you've learnt dependence (on God).
I hope you've learnt trust.
I hope you have a better idea of where God is taking you.
I hope you've learnt strength, willpower.
I hope you've become a better version.
I hope you haven't lost sight of who God is to you, who God is in general.
I hope you haven't lost sight of God.
I hope you haven't lost the faith.
I hope you're even stronger in God.
I hope you've found purpose, and peace.
I hope you know what love is, how to love, and how to be loved.
I hope you've learnt giving.
I hope you don't look back and say 'oh I wish I had done this', but that you look back and say 'thank you dear God for all the lessons, for helping me make the right decisions'.
I hope you're proud of how far you've come.
I hope you've made progress.
I hope you've learnt to love yourself.
I hope you find YOU.
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