Some days, most days, are hard. I wake up thinking I just can't do this anymore, I go to bed thinking the same. Yesterday was especially hard. Kids needing rescue...flat tires abound. A job, desperately needed and wanted, so close, but not to be. Grandkids, preschool, no bus drivers. Legal issues, seemingly never-ending. Rain, rain, rain, snow. Stomach flu, colds. Gossip. Small town politics and corruption. A friend, diagnosed with cancer. A family member irate. I am on my last leg. I am beyond tired. Praise be to my God that He will carry me, when my strength is gone.
Some days I'd just like to run away.
"...When I am afraid I will trust in You. In God whose word I praise, in God I trust; I shall not be afraid. What can flesh do to me?... They stir up strife, they lurk; they watch my steps as they have waited for my life... they injure my cause, their thoughts are against me...in the day when I call, this I know that God is for me...In God whose word I praise, in the Lord whose word I praise, In God I trust; I shall not be afraid..." Ps. 56