I told the Lord yesterday afternoon that He was going to stretch me so far, I would surely snap. I cried while making tacos; cried while talking to the husband; cried while looking at the cats. Then I dried my eyes before the kids came in, asked the youngest to set the table, and sat down with four out of five family members.
It was the best therapy ever.
This morning I woke up thinking that although I do indeed feel a little more stretched than I did yesterday, I have not snapped. I know not what this day will bring and truth be told, I would like to hide from it and not peek out the curtains until maybe tomorrow... but thankfully I know that I'll not face the clouds alone.
Time to make the oatmeal. =)
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The way I got through our tough spell was to keep saying to Cliff and myself, "What's the worst thing that could happen?"
Well, we might have to take bankruptcy and lose our home, but as long as we had one another, we would be OK. We agreed on that and kept on going. Our kids, however, were already out on their own. I don't know how well I would have dealt with things had they still been with us. I probably prayed more during that time than at any time in my life. Songs at church spoke directly to me as though someone selected them just for me. Cliff and I grew closer. A lot of good things came out of that rough time. Plus, the worst thing that could happen, never did.
Let knowing you do NOT have to face this alone COMFORT you.
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