Look at this man for a minute…what’s he thinking…how’s he feeling?

“OH.MY. WORD. Can you believe the flowers in this field? They go on and on and on! And, I have to paint them all? How will I ever get this done? I will have to paint all day and all night and all day and all night. Forget sleep! Do I even have enough yellow paint? Oh, My! “

The word that comes to my mind is ‘OVERWHELMED’.

Have you ever felt vaguely like he must feel? I have. Why do we do that to ourselves? Why do we take on such big jobs that require super human strength to accomplish…and then feel guilty when it is not finished to perfection? Why do we take job after job after job and then complain that we don’t have time to complete them all? And, we even have our children doing it…sports, music, plays, church activities, and , oh, yeah, homework!!!

The word that comes to my mind is ‘OVERWHELMED’.

If it would be foolish to try to paint all those flowers…then it’s just as foolish to put ourselves through all the drama we do when we try to ‘do it all’.

So, when you are tempted to add just one more thing to your already busy schedule…stop and think just how much yellow paint you will need!!!!!!!

I have had several friends contact me to see what was going on that would take me away from my blog for so many days. So, I will offer a short explanation.

1. I have been very sick…physically.

2. My Mother went to live with Jesus.

3. My son had eye surgery.

4. Another son had eye surgery and then 3 emergency surgeries on his eyes due to another problem that could have cost his sight. He has his next operation on Wednesday.

5. Another son changed jobs and homes in another city, and I was not well enough to go and help him.

6. My DIL is undergoing some medical procedures.

7. My church split and we lost all the staff, the choir, most of the deacons, and 100 members. Those who left are some of the dearest people in the world to me. It is another death. And, I am shocked and sad and angry.

8. The school where I worked for 20 years, started back last week, and I miss them.

9. Joy has had to help Pop deal with things at his house, because I have not been well enough to get out. I feel guilty about this. I should be helping.

10. Alex is in quite a bit of pain…and nothing is helping.

11. The ants are back…with a vengence!

12. I miss my Mom.

I am trying to get all of this sorted out and dealt with, but it just keeps raining…and raining.
As low as I am at this point, this I know: God is in control of the Universe, of America, of Alabama, of Dothan, of Southside, of my family, of me. He is able to direct us all into the life that He has for us. He is able to bind our wounds and heal our hurts. He is able to grow much from nothing…and He is able to right wrongs. He is able to restore what has been broken. He cares that I am sad and hurt and angry and floundering. He promises me that all will be well. And, I believe that with my whole heart. It will happen. And, until it does, I will wait and watch. And, maybe cry a bit. That’s the reason He made tears, isn’t it? He says to ‘wait on Him’. That I will do.

“God will let you laugh again; you will raise the roof with sounds of joy.”
Job 8:21

And, I will. That’s a promise…from Him…and me!

There’s nothing wrong. I try to take things one day at a time…but lately, several days have attacked me at once. As soon as I attend to them, and put them in their place…I’ll be back.
Just a day or two. Thanks, friends!

PROMISES

AMEN