I pray the week was kind and the weekend will bring respite. I wanted to share something that’s been on my mind for a while now. You see in December our family started suffering from a bout of sickness. We went from illnesses like the common cold all the way to my husband having a potential heart problem.
Y’all talk about hitting my threshold. I had moments of tears, wailing ‘why me,’ moments of I can do this…you name it, I experienced it. And every time I thought I could handle life something else popped up and my head once again hit the threshold.
You know what I’m talking about, right? That moment where your skin is too tight. Every nerve ending is standing at attention ready to aid in the supreme hissy fit that is making its way? In a toddler we’d call this a tantrum or total meltdown. In an adult…well I’m simply calling it surpassing my threshold.
Y’all, we all have these moments. (Seriously, please tell me I’m not the only one who has these moments.) Sometimes we (Christians) forget we have a Counselor. A Comforter.
But let’s get real, sometimes we want help in the flesh. Do you feel guilty for feeling that way? I do. It tears at me that I’m not satisfied knowing I’m never alone. That the great I AM surrounds me with His love. Seriously, how ungrateful can I be? But alas, I’m only human and my flesh likes to rear its ugly head from time to time. (I think it took up a cot on the floor during this season of sickness.)
It’s in these times, when we’re feeling all alone with no one (flesh wise) to talk to that we need to surround ourselves…no, immerse ourselves in the Word.
– Matthew 11:28 KJV
It’s what I despearately need. It’s what my heart seeks. And it can only be found in the arms of the Creator. Perhaps this is what He meant by…
-Psalm 46:10 KJV
Blessings to you!