First off, I’ve fully accepted the fact that there is a very good chance that we won’t get out to a pumpkin farm this year. With nearly every night of the week full and weekends booked with soccer, flag football, birthday parties and Sundays that start early and go late, it just doesn’t seem that we’re going to fit it in this year. And I’m okay with it. That being said, I do love good pumpkin picking pictures, so I thought I would throwback to a few old ones, just for the sake of celebrating the wonder of fall.
Moving along. I have to admit that lately, I’m struggling a bit with all of the sad awful things that seem to be happening these days. Am I the only one that has read the news and wondered what will happen if we all get Ebola and die? Quite dramatic, I know, but I have to admit, the thought has crossed my mind. The stories just keep popping up on Facebook and the news. And it’s kind of awful. And part of me has to remind myself that the media loves sensationalism and at this point, it’s only a handful of cases in the US, but still. It’s kind of depressing.
And then, I struggle with my parenting at times. Because my children struggle. So I struggle with them. Often times, I find myself most outraged at things that if I were to look in a mirror, I would probably see in my own heart. Pride. Selfishness. You know, those kinds of things that we all deal with. But when I look into their faces, which reflect their little hearts, and I see their struggle, there are times that I just want to give up. Because it’s hard work to parent your children well.
Overall, I have so, so much to be thankful for. And I really am. But sometimes, the worlds seems too big and the struggles seem so overwhelming. And it’s times like these that I have to refocus. Because, as I’ve said before, it’s so easy to look around and be discouraged, but it’s always better to look up and be encouraged. To fix my eyes on Jesus, the Author and Perfecter of my faith. My husband preached an incredible sermon on this very thing, this past Sunday. And it was so good, and so true. You can listen to it here, if you like.
So, last night, as I try to do every Tuesday night, I went to the gym, to my favorite Boot Camp class. And I sweat out my anxiety, as I often do. Nothing changes in my life so much when I work out, but it always helps the way that I feel. I think it’s good to have something that relieves stress and anxiety, and for me, it’s the gym. And today, I started out my day with Jesus and turned up the worship music.
And over all, I know that life is good. Because God is good and no matter what, He brings goodness into this crazy, struggling world.
“The Lord’s UNFAILING LOVE surrounds the one who TRUSTS in Him.” – Psalm 32:10