It has been a rough couple weeks. Sickness after sickness on top of sickness. I was staying positive till I got wiped out with a sinus infection and a hurt back. I spent many afternoons on the couch and instead of embracing it I let another unwelcome guest come stay with me. This guest's bedside manner makes you feel worse than the sickness itself and threatens to stay and never leave. Depression seemed to linger around the last couple weeks leaving me feeling hopeless and tired and worn out.
Sunday at church something broke as I came to Lord weary and tired. He touched my heart and my back and reminded me of His love.
He reminded me that His strength is made perfect in weakness. It's okay to be weak. It's okay to need help. It's okay to rest. I can surrender my life and trust Him.
Last night we were awoken in the middle night by the sound of vomiting...several times. This morning I was reminded that I have a choice. I can let depression come and stay or I can laugh and embrace the day.
And I know by writing these words I will be challenged to live out what I have written.
Today by God's grace I will choose laughter.
Lord today help me to find my hope in you. May I be clothed with your strength. Help me to laugh in the face of fear and discouragement.