Somedays are just plain hard. Even filled with peace and the knowledge that I am where I should be, there are days that are still hard.
There have been a couple this week.
Days when I forget to ask God to get me through the frustration or I let the selfishness bubble over.
Days when I'm just plain sad.
Days when I wish I had the words to articulate the feelings that are washing over me in a way that was coherant to those around me. (days I wish I could spell, but that's beside the point)
Days when I long for my words to show my heart.
(That being said, there are also days when I am thankful that I can still feel His Spirit moving, telling me to let go of the resentment or frustration. Moments when I can find that gentleness that I long for and the peace that comes with being in His will. And there have been those moments this week too.)
There are days I hate living in this city. . .
not because it's a bad city, or because I am not content here, simply because it is far away.
Tonight it's because I'm far away from a friend, really wanting to be there and knowing that even if I was, there is nothing I could do that I can't do from here (except hug).
Days when I wonder why it is that some people have one thing after another fall on their lap almost continually and others seem avoid it.
Knowing that God works ALL things for good to those who love Him and are called according to His purpose and praying for that end tonight.
Wanting to share more so that you can pray too, but knowing that it is not mine to share.
So tonight I pray for peace and His presence and joy and a hedge of protection around a friend who has had a rough fall. Praying that even in the midst of everything that His light will shine brightly.