fridays generally are a happy day for folks. i don't like them. it's really my thursday in the scope of our coming "weekend" and it's not too much to celebrate. today, especially, i'm back to hangin out on my own with the girls with a week worth of sleep to catch up on. miley screaming. jessa movie-watching. me...just managing. we all have days like this, i know. days that the minutes seem to eek by. days that you wish and hope for during a hectic week, but want to send back to the abyss when you feel miserable. and then, my heart slowly, unwillingly leads me to discontentment.
'i wish my hubby was home...', 'i wish the little midget would just sleep...', 'i wish jessa didn't have to feel lonely...', 'if only i could have had an eensie-weensie nap...', 'if only the sunshine was out...', 'if only this...if only that...'
my little hope banished for a good day in a pool of self pity woes. the weight wearing me down.
when is it not enough to give to the Lord? never.
when is it too small to hand over to the throne? never.
when is it too trivial for Him to care? never.
because He does. always.
I'm sorry you're having one of those days! You sound like you need some encouragement-maybe you should check your mailbox the next day or so;)
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