Life has been busy. I have been on the usual roller-coaster of feeling like I can manage whatever comes my way with happiness and grace one day, then feeling... I'm not even sure what... Frustrated? Incompetent? Overwhelmed? the next.
I am so blessed:
with an amazing family
awesome children
a diligent, compassionate, spread-so-thin-but-giving-it-his-all husband
a comfortable home with food on the table
and access to divine guidance
(still learning to "tune in" to it as often as possible)
Today I'm trying to recognize the streams of mercy, never ceasing, despite:
back pain (going on a month now - thinking about seeing a chiropractor)
restless nights (hormones or anxiety? can't decide)
work (trying to help Bill out in the office - at home - not all it's cracked up to be)
a {tight} budget
whiny (at the moment) pups that need check-ups and shots (a hit to that tight budget)
a spread-so-thin (but-giving-it-his-all) husband
Recent mercies:
missionaries for dinner - they bring a great spirit into our home
two days off of school in the past week - we all caught up on some much needed sleep
Shilo welcoming Mar into Young Women's at New Beginnings - so sweet
temple sessions - especially with my dear friend and fellow bishop's wife, Marci
green lights
bargains
bursts of energy and days lived with zest - recollected during bouts of low points on the coaster
morning walks with Rebecca - few and far between, but the support and listening ear are oh-so-appreciated
a giving-it-his-all husband who allows me to be a wimp at least once a week
(You Lift Me Up by Josh Groban comes to mind)
Sometimes I am frustrated with myself. I know better. My heart is too often in need of tuning. I seem to be in constant need of a reminder.
I am so grateful that, regardless of my imperfections and the need for daily repentance and regular tune-ups, I have a friend in Jesus. It is through him that I CAN be perfected. I can keep trying.
I feel better now.
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