I’ve been given a nod, a kudos, a pat on the back, and most importantly a “keep it up.” While it’s definitely true that I write this blog not so much caring that others read but it has been awesome to get private messages telling me how my stories & craziness has helped them in some way. Makes my heart a little warmer and bigger (Visualize the Grinch with me please 😉 My friend, Allison, over at Funny Shade of Green has bequeathed unto me a Liebster Award! In the spirit of paying-it-forward, bloggers all around the interwebs encourage newbies like me to keep writing and spread the word about up and coming blogs like Giggles & Goodness. A big blushing thanks to Goose & Allison (seriously, subscribe to this blog…I’ve learned so much!!)
When I hear sad news (like tonight) or am weighed down by this thing called life, I try to always remember to pray first. Having a quiet moment or lots of quiet moments to ask my gracious Father in heaven to heal, help, be near to those suffering is something I treasure. At my confirmation in eighth grade I was blessed with this passage: “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.” Matthew 7:7 Jesus goes on to point out that even we sinful human beings can give love and blessings to our children, how much more blessings will our perfect Heavenly Father give to those who ask of Him.
I have always had a difficult time asking for help. I always want to do things myself no matter what it is. It’s a seriously annoying personality trait. I kind of wonder if my pastor sensed that tendency about me and gave me this passage as constant reminder. I know for sure Jesus did. He says come to me when I’m weary and burdened, sad and distraught. Come by prayer. Lay my requests at the foot of the cross and know with all certainty that He hears my prayers. He is always with me.
Psalm 121 is one of my favorites because it shows who it is that I am praying to:
I’ve been more reflective this week than usual and today especially. It was exactly this week last year that I realized I had fully lost my mind. Yup, I went crazy. I mean like rocking back and forth, unable to eat or sleep, barely putting two words together to form a coherent sentence…crazy.