Yet last night and this morning I am sad. Hormones? Possibly. Maybe a crack that I have let the enemy see because I am tired....
of being fat
of being on a budget and going over
of constantly fighting something (real or imagined) in my life.
I don't know what for sure.
Could I use a good cry - yes I could.
Am I entitled to it as these people are- probably not.
Does it mean it won't happen - doubtful.
But here is what I do know.
In the shallowness of my kiddie pool of sadness (and it is very shallow I know) or the depths of their oceans of despair these words are true...
For the Lord is good;
His mercy is everlasting,
And His truth endures to all generations.
Pslam 100:5 (NKJV)
Praise be His holy name!
2 comments:
Amen! - and despite what someone we both know told us while growing up - CRYING DOES HELP!!
Oh, my sweet friend. Boy would we be a pair right about now. I am tired of the exact same things you are and right about last night it felt like God was telling me to stop being self-indulgent. I guess that pretty much covers every single thing that has been bothering me......including my self-induced pity parties that result in me spending loads of time at home alone.
And by the way, every once in awhile it's not so bad to have a week or two without our sweet men. I honestly don't feel like I deserve a place in the same paragraph as the others.........life is certainly hard and I think God knew it was going to be for all of us!
Love you!!
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