I don't know why I am writing this today. It scares me. I can hear people reacting with thoughts like "well, you made your own bed" or "I sure hope your DONE" or even "why don't you just send them to school?". But here's the thing, those very people, and perhaps they are a figment of my imagination, are going to have really tough days, months and seasons. And, at least they will know they are not alone. Life on this side of heaven is hard. Really hard - and we are all in it together. And one day, as believers, we will be rejoicing with our Father eternally. There won't be days when he feels silent, or work that feels overwhelming or even fear of what people think. There will be love. Light. Peace. Laughter. Dancing. And I know that He offers these very things on this side too, but today - I'm just not feeling it.
My husbands responses...
To this: "I dragged myself there and they gently began the process of gluing me back together by simply listening & loving me - despite me."
He said "called it!" and I said "Shut up."
(I'm still working on speaking respectfully, K?) ;)
To this: "And I know that He offers these very things on this side too, but today - I'm just not feeling it."
He said "At least your not as bad as that guy in Psalm 88" (look it up, you know you want too...its just a click away)