I feel like I've been in this funk the last couple of days. These lingering feelings of fear, worry, disappointment are just hanging around like an unwanted visitor. Despite my anxious mind, butterflied stomach, and shaky hands, I refuse to give in. I won't dwell on the negative or even give it the satisfaction to write about it. Instead I'll walk it to the curb and give it the boot. No polite goodbyes or courteous hand shakes here. Just a swift kick out the door.
After Austin hurt himself on Saturday, he spent the next couple days like this:
Finally....................
..................he walks! I'm so relieved that it's not something more serious like a torn ligament.
A pastor from our church passed away this morning. He was a wonderful person, and great Christian, who touched so many people's lives. His passing is so sad for those he left behind. I cannot even imagine the pain of losing my dad or husband. I just pray for peace and comfort for his family. He is in heaven, and there is no doubt in my mind that the words "Well done, my good and faithful servant" were said.
All that makes me realize how frivolous my worries are. I need to put my mind on things above.
We are on the letter D this week. So we did some Digging for Dinosaurs.
Putting my mind on the positive, the honest, the pure, the lovely.
Joy is prayer - Joy is strength - Joy is love - Joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.
-- Mother Teresa
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