Something is happening. God’s people are being stirred. There is discontent and restlessness. There is brokenness and searching. God is shaking His Church. I am thankful to be a part of that Church but it doesn’t come without some heartache and struggles. I haven’t slept well this week ; I have a daughter with a bad case of insomnia which has revealed itself just recently. Top that with some pretty stressful moments of waiting for answers from our bank and I’m pretty much done. Well, actually , I am done. I give up. And that is exactly where my cousin finds herself too. She’s done. Read about it here.
My husband hit a deer this morning that nearly totalled off his truck. Do we really need this? Really? I almost laughed. He was on his way to work~ work that for now is 1.5 hrs away. He put in 10.5 hours plus driving time…13 hours away and he’s exhausted. His response when he came through the door is , “I don’t know if I will be able to do this.” THIS was the first day. Oh Lord, what have we done?
The bank is having issues with our mortgage paperwork~ I think we have it solved but I really don’t know. It’s only the latest hiccup in a long series of “issues” that have surfaced. I feel done. Done physically, done emotionally. Done.
I once heard that when you are at the end of your rope, that’s where God’s grace begins. I’m thankful for that because His grace sure has more staying power than my strength.