Last Saturday my morning was terrible. All my expectations were shattered. I’ll spare you the whiney, annoying details to my pity party – but let me tell you, it was rough.
Have you ever had a day like that? Nothing spectacular was planned, but you had expectations that weren’t met and suddenly, it was the worse day imaginable. AND you didn’t get a nap in.
When I could finally humble myself just enough to talk to Joel (instead of only cry – which I had been doing for 5 to 6 hours), we were laughing within minutes about comments like, “I don’t really want to fight with you. It’s just that I am SO ANGRY and I have no one else to fight with. If I fought with any of the other people that live here it’d be abusive.” 🙂 Aren’t post-pregnancy and nursing hormones beautiful?! It really brings out the best in me.
ANYWAYS – God restored me in the middle of the night while feeding Olson with this:
So thankful for His mercies that are new every morning…on Sunday morning, Olson and I stayed home to rest and regroup and I watched the first sermon in this series by Andy Stanley
And then turned on Pandora while I was finishing the laundry and heard this amazing song – another redeeming moment God gifted me with: