I discovered a beautiful nature trail today and walked on it with Josiah. Compared to yesterday's walk, today was marked with chest heaviness and a restriction, gasping for air. It was awful. The alluring smells of herbs and flowers, the refreshing greenery -- all felt like a torment as I suffered in my body. I cried out to God... "Help, have mercy." I've echoed these words to him daily, consistently, faithfully for almost 2 years now.

Yesterday's walk was not perfect, but it was manageable... and it was an escape. It gave me some hope. Today's walk was a nightmare. Now, I have no hope.

I had just gotten out of counseling with Tara prior to my walk, in this building that smelled awful -- like toxic chemicals and mold. I'm hoping that my trouble breathing is all related to that... and that by the grace of God, it will go away. I'm praying hard. I'm praying hard for relief. I'm praying hard for healing. I'm praying hard for a miracle.

Today's prophetic word... 

Look to Me and say, "Father, you are My relief and My deliverance..." For I am refining you and I am delivering you and I am bringing you relief in the midst of the trial.

God, give me the faith to believe...