Finding Jesus in the pit

The title was something that stuck with me for a very long time. Thought of maybe write a book about it or something but I can't find the time.

I always wanted to write about my struggles in the land away from my family and how God took my life and guided it through despite all the mistakes and poor decisions I have made. I have come across countless moments where I feel like I have hit rock bottom and then deeper. 


There are times when God led me into the pit because He had to separate me from the things that I hold on too strongly other than Him and made me confront with the reality of my ugliness and my incompetence. but in the end I find gratefulness because such were moments when I could focus on God and find myself aligning  to what I needed to be doing.

Any day can be a day that I could very well lose sight of God's purpose in my life because of all the things that keeps bombarding my bubble. but for a day of recognition of God's grace is a day of sweet experience. But even if I fail to see Him, I know I will find him when I fall back into the pit, and I will rise again with His grace.