Eight days…

Today is one of those days where I’m opening up my laptop to write and have no idea what to say.  I have a small storm brewing around me right now.  It’s not something I really want to discuss, and yet it’s all consuming.  Today is one of those days I need to remind myself that regardless of how hopeless something seems, nothing is hopeless.  My God is my Hope, and I don’t serve a hopeless God.  I serve a God Who knows the outcome of my circumstance and expects me to lean on Him for stability throughout the storm.  It’s not about the storm, and it’s not about me.  It’s all about Him.

If I view my slightly less than perfect circumstances and choose to only see myself and how I feel, how is it possible to put all my trust in the only One Who can make the wrongs right?  If I could take my eyes off myself for even half of a second, I know my vision would clear.  It is when I listen to my heart and the wisdom He grants that Christ seems to place gentle reminders of truth in my life which make the unthinkable easier to digest.

I’m emotionally tired today, the kind of emotionally tired that makes me feel physically exhausted.  Today is just one of those days…

Another goal for my “40’s list” is to remind myself daily that no matter the circumstances, He is near.  Once again I have no choice but to say, “Big God, little me.”

Psalm 145:18

The Lord is near to all who call upon Him, to all who call upon Him in truth.  (N.K.J.V.)