Today was a hard day.
It just was. No matter what way you look at it, it was tough.
I feel like I have a pattern. Things slowly build up one day at a time and then suddenly I just break.
This usually means lots of tears.
Then I pick myself up and start again.
My kids are great, but life outside my little room seems to be so much harder.
I'm not sure what to do.
Yesterday for FHE one of my roommates shared this thought that came to mind on my drive home from work. She reminded us of the story from the New Testament when Christ is awakened by the disciples and calms the storm that is raging outside. She paralleled this to our lives. Sometimes Christ comes and calms the storms in our life. Other times, he comes and all he does is calm the sailor, us, our storms are still there. They still rage outside our doors, but he helps us find a way to withstand the wind. I feel like that sailor. Blown about too and fro but still holding on and trying to remain calm in the whirlwind.
