Go.
Sometimes it is just hard to keep it together. You feel as if you are about to become unglued, and the pieces are about to fall apart. But still there is something deep inside holding it all together.
How do you keep it together when you Skype with your husband and he must take cover because his compound is under attack?
How do you keep it together when the doctor tells you your baby stopped growing?
How do you keep it together when your preteen hates you because he hates everything and doesn't understand the changes that are occurring within, that crazy thing puberty?
How do you keep it together when you are scared of 9 year olds in your classroom?
How do you keep it together when you are tired, and frustrated, and well.....tired?
Jesus.
Sweet, sweet Jesus.
He is my glue. He keeps me together. I could sing that He is my sunshine after the rain.
My sweet Jesus. The best thing I have ever done is admit that I am nothing but broken without him. He keeps me together.
My Rock. My Salvation. My Everything.
STOP
Thank you so much for stopping by today. I'd love to hear what GLUE has stirred in you.
Thank you for sharing, Natasha! Yes, sweet sweet Jesus. How does the world around us go through each moment without Him? He IS the glue that holds us together and unites us, too, as sisters in Christ.
ReplyDeleteAlthough your husband has probably heard it many times before as he serves our country, I think it's equally important to thank YOU for your sacrifice to our country. You are the glue of your family when he's gone and it's no easy task. Be blessed!
Tammy ~@~