Happy Wednesday before Easter. I hope your family is able to enjoy this week if you celebrate Passover, Easter, Earth Day, 89er Day, or just the arrival of the Sunday Times.
Without going into a long whine, I will say; our family has taken another shot to the jewels. The temptation is to throw a pity party. The BIGGER temptation is to let the bitterness wash over me like a wave. To indulge in claiming my right to my anger.
Can I keep the temptation from coming? No.
Can I, this one time, choose to stand? Yes.
I am standing. For today.
Another day, I may be crushed (Another day, I will wallow around on the floor whining and putting my sneakers on the sofa and looking at God with one eye to see if He is appreciating my drama.)….
That was yesterday.
Today, picture me, belly down.
On the floor.
One eye peeping…
to make sure the Father is still aware.
I know what I am supposed to do.
but it is more than I am made of
to hold back my feelings.
Like a three year-old.
When I hurt,
I say, ‘OW’.
Even though, I know…
Healing is coming.