A couple nights ago I was lying in bed trying to de-stress and relax to fall asleep, when I felt this sudden surge of being overwhelmed.
Overwhelmed with my family and recent diagnosis given.
Overwhelmed with fundraising.
Overwhelmed with basically all the sad things that I hear on the news.
Overwhelmed with not getting pregnant yet.
As I told some girls this morning, when those times come, I close my eyes and see myself plunge into a huge warm pool. A perfect temperature of course. All the noise is muffled and the overwhelming feelings are unfelt. And I am able to take some deep breathes with God.
It’s a special place for me and Him. When He smiles I smile. If I want a hug, I run to him. We laugh and enjoy each others presence. Well, a couple nights ago when I was feeling overwhelmed, I asked Him to help me and He reminded me that He came to overcome the world. And did. It was so nice to hear that.
He showed me that my attention was on all the horrible things I could see/hear and how I was allowing it to drag me down.
To once again have my eyes redirected to the GOOD things happening around the world. It seems like all we hear or talk about are the bad/sad/depressing things.
And that is one thing I want to remember. To tattoo on my forehead so I remember it when I look in the mirror. That He came to bring life and life to the full. Not partial life. My life is meant to be brimming with excitement. Yes, the sadness comes with each diagnosis and I do not want to put a blind eye to all the injustice happening in the world. But my prayer is that with each sad thing I hear or experience, that I would be given an extra dose of His love and understanding. Wisdom in how to act and move. And the insight into praying for healing…still processing it all so it’s kinda raw still and maybe hard to understand.
Some deep thoughts for today. But I do hope it makes you think and, more importantly, talk to God about it. Peace out.