Some Days

My struggles are real. They are daily and many in number. 

I’ve got issues. Issues that are recurring no matter how much I try to resolve them.

I hide them well sometimes and sometimes they are written all over my face. I’m up, down, and all around.

Some days...

I lose my patience with my kids and sometimes my mind.

I get sad and moody for no other reason than it is night shift.

Three growing kids take all I have to give and it will only be noon.

I can’t see anything but what could go wrong.

Woe is me is my attitude and the grass is always greener on the other side.

Failure at certain aspects of life is all my eyes can focus on.

Some days life is just hard to do.

Some days that is just how it is. 

Each day holds different feelings, emotions, events, and experiences.

I might not know what each day will entail but what I’ve come to realize is each day is made up of moments. Good moments, bad moments, funny moments, sad moments, silly moments, serious moments. Moments that can change in the blink of an eye or moments that can last and linger.

The challenge lies in how I deal with these moments. How do I cope when my emotions get the better of me because they do and will? How do I react when my feelings want to lead me to despair?

I used to think my faith was lacking; these days made me question if I really believed what I said I did.

While some may say your faith is weak because you have those thoughts, I say on the contrary. 

My faith isn’t lacking, I’m watching it grow. It is working to fight my battles. I’m living it out. Some days it’s ugly, messy, and out of sync, but some days it’s beautiful, right, and lovely.

Jesus didn’t ask for His disciples to have it all together, he gave a simple request, he said “follow me.”

On those some days, I will follow Him. High or low. Good or bad. Strong or weak. Growing in Him one struggle at a time.