I’m not normally one to quote Elton John, but this pretty much sums up how I’ve felt lately.
Dear God, lend a hand
Is this really what you planned
Dear God, in you we trust
Though we’ve failed you, don’t fail us
This has been a rough week. I had to miss 3 days of work (and pay) because the kids were sick. At least it was *after* tax day and not before. Every day I spend at home doing nothing just makes my depression worse.
It’s weeks like this that I wonder what God has planned for my family. It’s hard to trust when it seems everything goes wrong. Frankly I’m surprised I didn’t get more upset when a jar (plastic thankfully) of spaghetti sauce fell five feet and burst open showering the inside of the pantry with red splatters.
Tomorrow is Easter, which in spite of everything reminds me that even in the darkest times there is still hope. I plan to celebrate the most important day of my faith with my children at our new church doing what I love…playing handbells.