Life is full of cycles. Each year is a cycle of 12 months, 52 weeks and 365(6) days; each hour is a cycle of 60 minutes and so many seconds and every year has 4 seasons, just as a few examples. Every person has a cycle of moods, it doesn't have to be consistent, but your mood is always changing, and sometimes more or less than others.
My mood has a tendancy to stay up; happy, content, joyous, grateful, well, excited, optimisitc, etc. I do have anger, sadness, confusion, hurt, and so fourth but the happiness out weighs the other emotions about 98% of the time for me. If you know me, you know that I am uplifting and usually see the positive in every situation. I was like this last week for the most part, but it was an extremely difficult week either way. I explained in my last post the things that went wrong, but I kept my head held high. That is until Sunday night at church.
Levi gets to go to the nursery on Sunday nights, because he is under 5. Bruce however is 6 years old (6.5 as he always reminds me) and he has to sit with me in "big church" on sunday nights. The service lasts for an hour, and that includes, group prayer time, praise and worship and Pastor Sean preaching. It isn't too long and he is usually great about sitting still for long periods. This was the second time coming to our church on sunday night and I had convinced myself that he acted up last time, but he will do great this time. That was not the case. They had all of the men gathered around praying and he kept talking to me because he didn't want to pray, I held his hand to let him know it was prayer time (he prays at home for food and at night, he knows what prayer is) and he jerked away, screamed that I was hurting him and started to bawl his eyes out very loudly (something he can do on que by the way). As soon as the prayer was over I grabbed his hand and we walked out to leave, I was embarrassed and couldn't deal with how was acting, after the horrible last week and the emotions of the deployment built up...
That is when this nice lady that I usually sit by on sunday mornings came in (they were running late) and saw us leave. She chased after me, and then I started to cry. She prayed with me in the hall, and talked to Bruce. She told me that she almost didn't come to church that night because she herself was having an awful week as well and wasn't coping well. She said that she felt that God sent us both there to help each other.
That was 2 nights ago, and I have felt better ever since! I do believe that God was working with us both and answered our prayers for help. Also, that sunday morning Pastor preached on Isaiah and Job. I never realized how good of a man Job was before, but his story really related to me, and it is also what I needed to hear to realize that my positivness, even in a bad time, is needed and I should keep my chin up and keep doing what I do.
I wanted to share my story because even with an awful week, good things came out of it. A lot of people forget about the good things because they are often small and far between during rough times, but the good and simple things in life make it all better.
Here is a Bible verse that helped me:
"I form the light, and create darkness: I make peace, and create evil: I the Lord do all these things." Isaiah 45:7 KJV
God Bless whoever is reading this. I hope your day/night/week is a good one!
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