Dear Jesus, today was rough. It has left me physically, emotionally, and mentally exhausted. My big girl refused to share anything with her little sister and wanted to be carried all day. My little girl acted like it was her job to test Mommy and see how many no-no's she could get into. She screamed, threw fits, and kicked her therapist during her therapy session which had to be rescheduled. My baby boy puked all day and didn't want to be put down. I am still recovering from driving through the night to get home from a wedding, and when I stepped on the scale this morning I realized I am officially pre-pregnancy weight. While this sounds wonderful, my clothes are no where near to fitting, even the ones I was in after my second pregnancy. I failed miserably at being meek, gentle, and loving. Thank you for forgiving me and washing me clean. Lord Jesus, I needed you today. And You were there. Just like You promise. I heard You when Megan comforted her brother in her sweet voice, "What's wong Michael? It's okee, Michael." I saw You when Lauren ate a hot dog for the first time (right after leaving the therapy session for her eating skills). I felt You while cradling my sleepy, smiling baby, remembering what a blessing You have given us in this little boy. I heard You in giggles between sisters, sharing secrets in their own language I will never know. I felt You when both girls asked for hugs at bedtime and started patting my back. Thank you for the very good, little things that saw me through the day.
"Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change." - James 1:17
LOVE this!! God does let us know He is there just when we need it!!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for this Amy...I really needed to read this today!!
ReplyDeleteSissy, yes He does. It's sad that so many times I don't realize until afterwards.
ReplyDeleteRuthann, I'm so glad it helped. That's why I share my bad days now - in hopes that they help someone else! :)
So hard to see the sweet, good little things in the mist of bad days. So thankful Jesus brought some to you. The precious little things are the ones that are so easily overlooked, but the ones I want to keep in a time capsule.
ReplyDeleteBtw...after we got home from Mali's party Gary mentioned to me that he thought you had lost a lot of weight and looked nice. (Not in a creepy weird kind of way though.) Hope that's encouraging! I know we women get insecure about things and aren't always happy with how we look, but know I think you're pretty and look great! :)