"With our hands up high we're screaming 'Whoa oh oh oh oh,' and with our feet with stomp a cadence for You."
Thank you to The Almost. Perfect timing.
This last week has been intensely hard. And I made it that way. For some reason, I always think that when I'm truly joyful, something must be wrong... all of the ways He has tried to get my attention and tell me what's up, I didn't take it to heart. I've made this mess. I prayed that He would save me, but He didn't. And I didn't understand why. I chose flight instead of fight. I am a fighter, but I had enough. God, understand me. Understand that I'm human. My humanity causes me to falter. You gave me more than I could handle. Please be patient with me as I let you guide and direct me to piece my mind back together. I do want to fight, but sometimes I struggle... more often than not. Give me strength unattainable by any human means.
In other news, I'm house hunting and taking care of three dogs and two cats this week/end. Yipeeeeee! And next weekend is time at the folks' house and then the next weekend is a Sioux City run to see Becca and the boys. I am so excited to start the Sunday School year off on the right foot with lots of good fellowship and time with those people God has put in my life. I cannot tell you how excited I am about the months of August and September.
Annnnnd... new photos up on my flickr.
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