Sometimes its the little things that get to me. They seem to creep their way into my thoughts and I simply start having a pity party. It's hard to even begin to explain what it is that gets to me. It might be the fact that I didn't get a full 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep or it could be the piles of clothes or the long to do list that never gets accomplished. Or maybe the dirty shower I see every morning as I tell myself today I need to clean the shower and then I never do. Sometimes its the little moments when I wonder why my body isn't as perfect as I want it to be.
I hate (and I rarely use the word hate) how these things can quickly get to me.
Most of the time it seems to slowly fade away. But there are other times I have to stop, pray and be thankful for all that I am blessed with. It's so easy to say and so hard to do. We all struggle. We all have pain. We all long for perfection. It is only through my faith in Jesus, knowing He is perfect, and He can comfort that gets me through these days of little things.
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