Scaling mountains
You know those days when you have so much, yet so little to blog about? Or maybe it’s just that there are so many scattered things, that picking up the pieces, rearranging the letters, and forming sentences that actually make sense sounds more tedious than doing it. This week has been one big blur of that. I know now what my problem is–it’s wanting to do EVERYTHING right away, too fast… getting the adrenaline rush off accomplishments, I suppose, and then getting all depressed when things don’t happen as fast as I’d like.
I’ve been sleeping less these nights–anxiety about tomorrow… wondering how I’m going to continue providing for my family. I’ve learned so many lessons about trusting the Lord, but when you get to the foot of the next mountain, it’s so high you can’t even see the summit and you wonder where it is and if it’s really there.
Well I’m at that point again–except this time, it’s not just one mountain; there’s a whole range, and I’m feeling like it’s useless to even start climbing one because I get so tired! …Although I know that with HIM all things are possible, and in this life of Faith, he has never failed me. So why am I awake and blogging at 4:45 am???
“Wings out of weights.” Yeah… that’s what I need right now.