I woke up this morning and immediately all the yucky, shmucky started creeping in. Worry, frustration, the darkness of the unknown.
Where's my white picket fence??? I started frantically searching...
Then I saw my son's big bright smile, scruffy slept-on hair and I accepted his good morning hug and kiss complete with sleepy, dragon breath. White picket fence #1.
Opened my email, read today's devotional. Excerpt:
"In the dark, we have two choices. We can take matters into our own hands, turning to drugs or alcohol to numb our pain, seeking out friends' advice, or the latest self-help book, never really knowing if any of them is the way to healing and wholeness. Or we can look to God. We can open His Word and know that He guarantees healing and wholeness."
White picket fence #2.
Good morning, Life. Thank you, Jesus... for loving me and lifting me up in spite of myself.
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I'm always amazed at the way He takes care of us...
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