Sometimes life sucks. Sometimes I make it worse by behaving badly. Then I go to church and am challenged with what does obedience to God look like under these circumstances? I dunno, honestly. Hate leaving church with more questions.
So I make pound cake, clean my house like mad, stay busy and distracted..
I don’t have the answers. I pray and ask. Plan on asking those wiser than I. Feel anxiety looming….a son struggling with a bully, job insecurity, my job hours cut due to low census, marital tension, a father in law in the hospital with a stroke, my dad is leaving for a month to work in ND.
I feel like isolating but know it’s good to continue to help the girl I teach to sew, to reach out to a friend I see often, to be honest and real about my stuff at small group. I missed Sunday School yesterday, I really need the encouragement it provides. Tears come easily. Sometimes life is hard and overwhelming. Not always though.
I have a thankful journal I have started. That helps with perspective.
