I'm not who I was

It's hard when things change. I use to be the one with a strong mind, rarely shifting, not easily consumed; the woman who can let things go and move on with grace. 

When you endure the greatest pain your soul has ever witnessed, things change. I don't like this change. I despise my mind, at times. The enemy longs to trample my hope and my peace. In the not-so distant past, I wasn't so easily his victim. I have times of great victory, but others seem almost unbearable. 

I have much to glory in. I have a sweet husband who points me to the cross, and solid friends who bathe me in the scriptures during my times of lowliness. I have two precious children whose faces, smiles, and laughter keep me above water. 

Above all those, I have a Father who holds me. He doesn't leave me here; He always picks me up. I have some one to look to...