Should I have pushed her? Was I a bad Mother for making her walk all that way? These thoughts went through my head the entire time at church.
When we made it into service, I was so full of emotion I just wept with the music...
" You make, all things, work together for my good"
And during communion I ave it all to HIM. I told Him how hard this was. I told Him my guilt, pain, shame, remorse, FEARS, and I begged HIM to help me to trust Him.
Then, after worship.... my prayers...were answered....WATCH THIS:
PRAISE GOD FROM WHOM ALL BLESSINGS FLOW!