my mom was a real pessimist. it really bothered me, but now i kind of get it. i know its not how we are supposed to think-rise above it, pray, have faith, yadda, yadda, yadda.
i find myself thinking(and sometimes saying)the things she used to say.
the state of the world and all that is going on.
all this GARBAGE is not cool, fun, or sexy in any way.
i hate real life.
WHY? WHY? WHY?
please rescue me and take me to hawaii for a month.
ps- i hate that i asked to be rescued-that i even feel that way in the slightest bit.
pps-for the record, i am going to keep praying and even thought i keep losing the mustard seed, i am going to try and find it, keep it and grow it. just right now, its harder than its ever been and just when i think it cant get harder, it does.
am i as job? not even close. should that be a comfort?
I have days like you are describing, and they are rough and hard and I hate the. I came across a really random website that talked about being enough, believing that we are enough. When the dark days lighten up just remember you are doing all that you can and that that is enough. And darn that mustard seed for being so small!
ReplyDeletei like that whole line of thinking-being enough. its becoming increasingly popular and i think that is a good thing.
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