Happy Monday!

Happy Monday!

My week last week, on a personal level, sucked. I have a beautiful, intelligent, strong-willed daughter that took every ounce of mental and emotional energy I had, and then some, and more than once she made me cry in frustration (this is why bathroom doors lock).

This morning I apparently can’t pour coffee into a mug. I have a large pile of laundry to put away that I’m ashamed of, and as I type this, said kiddo and husband are on their way home from dance class and I am NOT ready to go out with them, because I’ve been trying to catch up on writing.

I’m not caught up from the last few days, and the days keep coming. And that’s okay. It’s okay. You’re okay, and I’m okay, and the calendar isn’t here to beat us over the head and make us feel like failures. Sometimes we are overwhelmed, and it doesn’t define us or make us failures in life.

So friend, if you’re barely getting to work with matching shoes on, and makeup just didn’t happen today, it’s okay. You’re okay. Mama, if your kids are fed, and loved, and not abused, you’re being a good mom. If the house were clean it would just get dirty again anyway. No one ever crap talked themselves into being better tomorrow.

Deep breaths. Prayer. Rest when you can get it. God knows, He always knows. He loves us anyway. His mercies are new EVERY morning, so maybe ours should be too, starting with ourselves.

My endurance has perished; so has my hope from the Lord. Remember my affliction and my wanderings, the wormwood and the gall! and is bowed down within me. But this I call to mind, and therefore I have hope: The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.

Lamentations [3:18] – 23


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