Last week I wrote that despite the rain there was sunshine in my heart. Today despite the sunshine, there’s a downpour in my heart. I thought I’d just write a quick, honest, real post so that you can see the good times and the bad…the authentic me. Today I was so discouraged about everything–still living here (we had decided that by June we’d have either moved out or have made a decision as to where to move…tomorrow is June 1st and we have no clue b/c we don’t know if we’ll have a job here in the fall or not…still waiting), not really having connected with anyone our age here yet, feeling a few disappointments this week over various things, not knowing what kind of job I can get in Molalla to supplement Jeff’s 1/2 time job with the church, realizing that the housing market is so bad we’re just going to take our house off the market and try to re-rent it…very minor things. Really minor and I know they’re minor, but you know it’s just one of those days where my perspective goes out the window and I feel like I want to strangle everyone in the house. In fact, I came upstairs and pulled a quilt over my head and started crying and I thought to myself of a dear girl who emailed me this week telling me how much she was ministered to through this blog and my life, etc. etc. and as I pulled the quilt over my head I thought, “Oh if only she could see me now! How encouraging is this?!” Yup. Today was that day.
So, small potatos. The regular garden variety discouragments. No cancer. No tragedy. Just a little discouragment. So I thought I’d write about it so you see the ups and downs, the faith and the faltering. Perhaps you have those days too…
2 thoughts on “One Of Those Days”
Comments are closed.
My Saturday was like that too! I finally got in the shower so no one else had to hear me boo-hooing. No major tragedies, but sometimes we just need a good cry.
Thanks for sharing the good and the bad, it makes the rest of us feel normal. =)
I agree with Jenn. It’s good to know that it’s not only me that has those days!
We were studying in class how many wives of pastors go out of town for counseling just so that their church community doesn’t know that they too need help. This somewhat relates- I wish more women in leadership roles would not be afraid to show the side of them we rarely see… I know you already know this, but everything is going to work out the way it should.