Frustration is swirling inside of me. I've been plagued with various health issues for several years and have learned how to deal with them while I continue to believe in the God who performs miracles. On most days I enjoy my life. Then some little thing gets the best of me. That's what happened tonight. I felt like crying. I didn't. Instead here I am- blogging.
Thanksgiving is a God-given tool to pull my eyes from what seems like a mountain.
I am grateful for a wonderful summer with my granddaughter, for my husband's newly signed contract for another 2 years, for a beautiful family, my home, loyal friends, a group of women I meet with each week for Bible study, a peaceful country to live in, freedom, choices, stacks of books just waiting to be read, blogging, a new purse ...and a huge God who sees the whole picture when I can only see what is right in front of me.
Already I am calmer. I've learned that answers rarely come when I am frustrated or fearful. Actually once I'm at peace, the need to understand diminishes. Shalom.