Quiet

Wow...haven't even logged in in 10 months...Welcome back to me. I guess I come here to be my own anonymous sounding board when I feel like I have something to say or share. God, you hear my voice. I know you do. Thank you.

Today I haven't been able to even hear anything beyond Kyle's tears, my exhaustion, my dismay at the state of my house. Breathe. Pray. Breathe. I checked another blog today and this dear sister had written about how God had told her long ago to build her house. Not a physical thing. To focus on herself and her relationship with God, to build her house. It struck me.

I think my message for today is to breathe through it. Just like any physical pain. Breathe through it. Tackle this moment and lean heavily on His grace. Breathe. Breathe to clear the crud out and receive the next breath of fresh air.

Lord, you've been with me all day. All night. And it was a long one. The day hasn't been short either. But you've helped me. We got to this point together. Thank you. Thank you for your grace and mercy on me, your stumbling and struggling daughter. Thank you Lord. I love you. Amen--