I’m sitting down to blog tonight and I’m stewing about the 3 trillion things that are running through my mind.
I’m no different than any of you. I’m sure something is on your mind tonight, too.
I’m a bit weighed down. A bit more heavy-hearted than I like to be.
I’m worried about my Mom’s health, I have 3 meetings tomorrow that I need to prepare for, we have no food in our fridge and I need to go to the grocery store, I have an overflowing bag of clothes that need to be dry cleaned, Vivienne has gotten about of bed no less than 8 times in the past hour and it’s 8:30 p.m. and I still haven’t eaten dinner.
It’s one of those nights.
And since I like words and because there is power in words, I think of my hymn.
When life is calm, and when life is crazy, it’s all good because it’s precisely not in my hands. It’s in the hands of someone far greater.
Today I am reminded of the comfort of my beliefs and of grace… and that, yet again, we never can truly understand what others are going through. We can only love and support them.
This life thing is really something, no?