What do you to when life is kicking your rear?
When your hormones and ovaries are still all good and jacked up?
When you and Husband own your own business and there are more things to do than hours in the day? Difficult decisions, hard work, long hours, and responsibility that weighs more than you thought?
When you’re raising a strong-willed child and you’re at your wits end? When you realize that parenting isn’t all its cracked up to be and all the wisdom you had before you actually had kids was a freaking joke?
When you are so tired you feel like a bus ran you over, not once, but like five times?
When you can’t catch your breath and wonder if the weight will crush you?
When there are relationships to be maintained and built?
Where there are more dreams and goals and hopes than it seems like one person should have?
When there are paths to be walked and forks to be decided on?
When you know all the “right” answers and verses? When you know the “right” words to say and think? When you know the “right” things to do? When the “right” things don’t really seem to make a difference? When the “right” things don’t seem to make the mundane any easier or clearer or manageable or doable?
I don’t actually know. But here I am.
Hoping and praying that His mercies are new every morning. I know the “right” answer. I know they are. Every. Morning. ?? I know I made it through today, had to have a nap, meds, and Husband grilled out for dinner. But we did it. I lost my temper and yelled. I withdrew. I repented and then apologized. I have hope for other people. I completed a big task that I was putting off. God was there all along. It sure didn’t feel like it.
Gonna sleep tonight hoping for new mercies in the morning. I need them. I need new mercies in the morning. Not that my day or world will be easier, but I believe the mercies will be there. And I believe that God will help me believe. Thank goodness. Because all I have the energy for is to take a nap.