I woke up this morning the same way I have literally 1,000 times since becoming a mom. I woke up to a child vomiting. Thankfully teenagers are self sufficient in this area. But as I laid in bed listening to my kid struggle I thought “Not today Satan.” I don’t believe I ever used that phrase before today. I’ve read it. Seen T-shirts printed saying it. It’s just never been a thought I had before today.
So all day I’ve found that unusual. Like was God speaking to my subconscious to tell me to protect my heart today? The friend who delivered coffee this morning, and the friend who delivered brownies this afternoon. Were they my angels of the day making sure I remembered love, friendship, and gratitude today?
Even as I write this I could give in to the frustration and anger of today. Frustrations at work, money, my child’s education. I can feel it all weighting down on me. But isn’t that what Satan wants? He wants me to become so burdened by the misery that I can’t keep in perspective the good?
I think it’s ok to cry. I think it’s ok to say “God in Heaven please hear me. This sucks!” I mean he already knows right? He knows what my “this” is. He sees Satan testing me. He is aware even when I am not. The Bible tells me to be joyful, but it also very clearly tells me I will struggle. Well today I’m struggling.
I feel better when I write things down. It’s remembering the good sometimes, and purging the bad during difficult times. It’s releasing the negative that has a grip on you. In fact I’m usually crying halfway through a powerful blog.
I like this post on the benefits of journaling on your mental health @ https://positivepsychologyprogram.com/benefits-of-journaling/
Why do I post scriptures? I think of it as God’s conversation with me. During difficult or emotional times, what did God tell me to do? If I could call God on the phone what would he say to me. What advice would he give me over a cup of coffee at Starbucks. Because that’s what, in my opinion, having a relationship with God means. It’s not simply church on Sunday morning, memorized prayers, or the preachers message of the week. It’s every minute of everyday. If your best friend saw, heard, and experienced every single thing you are going through. If that friend could hear your mind and feel your heart. How would they guide you? I believe he guides you through your Conscience. He guides you through the grave of others. He guides you through your emotions. He guides you through scripture.
Thanks for listening as I write from my heart 💜