SSMT: Verse 5

I'm worn out. Absolutely, certifiably, worn out. Earlier this week I had to cry just to let the stress escape from somewhere. It seemed best to let it leak out through my eyes before my head exploded into a million, tiny, irretrievable pieces.

Life isn't bad, you know. In fact, it's very good. I'm thankful beyond measure for my job, my husband, my health, our home {you get the idea}.

But that doesn't mean life's a coffee-sipping party.

* There's the issue of my dress being tight just before our reception.

* There's the fact that our house is overrun with reception supplies we've gathered from the far reaches of the earth and I'm trying to keep it straight in inventory and make sure we have everything we need.

* There's the fact that about 80% of the reception details have not gone as originally planned, forcing the OCD queen to make 2nd, 3rd, and 50th alternate plans.

* There's the unknown of Ryan's job...trying to decide what is best about where to look and when.

* There's the scurrying to finish what we've started at his old house so we can prepare to sell it.

* There's trying to squeeze in just plain old LIFE around all that, when most days I can't even decide what time of day I want to do my quiet time or my workout.

* And on top of ALL that, guess when a writing inspiration hit me? Now.

So many things. So many good things. And yet the idea of a nap is just so inspiring.

Most days as I drive to work, I cry out to the Lord, Help me. Help me be the wife You made me to be. Help me to be the support Ryan needs. Help me to find the strength to get through this day and do all things well. Help me to stand up when people try to push me down. Help me to think through all the details of the reception and not miss anything. Help me to be able to help Ryan at the house...and when I'm there...to be all there and not be 100 other places in my head. Help me not to worry about the details of the job and the house but just to trust that You'll work it out.

And that's when He reminds me of the writing project and what I'm already learning in it. And how this is how He's choosing to teach me. How He's making it a visual for me.

So this is my verse for this round....one I need to hold close to my heart.

The Lord is my strength and my shield,

in Him my heart trusts, and I am helped;

my heart exults, and with my song

I give thanks to Him.

~ Psalm 28:7 ~

 My strength comes not from my time management or because I'm amazing in any way but from HIM. My trust rests not in logic or grasping hope, but in HIM. And my job is just to ask, receive, praise and thank.