Sobbing and crying, she weeps with great sorrow. "Why aren't things going right for me?" She asks. "I'm never going to be anything!" She cries more. Shaking her head, she asks the Lord why so much heartache and pain. Growing up was hard, but being an adult seems to be harder. "I'm not complaining Lord, but I just need a break from the rough patches in the road. I need someone to understand my pain. I need some guidance in the rain. I need some stability in gain. Most of all Lord, I need your help from within. Teach me to listen to you. I don't want to cry anymore. Help me to mature in the faith. Help me to mature so that I'll obey. I need you Lord."
Wiping away the tears, she looked up towards heaven. She lifted up her hands in adoration and worship. She began to cry more but only this time it wasn't tears of pain. These were tears of relief. She knew God had heard her cry. For now, everything seemed different. She saw things differently than before. She knew she could face one more day. The little girl that cried and complained was no more. Stood up was a woman willing to fight through it, even if she failed doing so. She made a promise to herself. That she would fight and keep fighting until the end.
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