This week, the mask has slipped.
The girl who has it all together - in spite of the fact her husband hasn't a job since mid-January...in spite of a house for sale in a market that won't recover until about 2030...in spite of the fact she's exhausted and overwhelmed by a crazy schedule...in spite of the kids and dogs and the cross country move to live with her parents...in spite of (or maybe because of) that long desired ministry position that we're right on the thresh hold of - that girl fell a part.
Sobby, anxiety ridden, frustrated.
Not wanting to hear platitudes.
Not wanting to hear oft-quoted Scripture.
Wanting to hear God.
Wanting to see Him move.
Needing to know...just a little...of where this path is leading...that this struggle is worth it.
Just when I thought it was all I could take, God spoke. He moved. He gave me that little glimpse I needed to shore up my hope.
What's 5 Minute Friday?
From Gypsymama: So, here’s the skinny: I’ve been thinking about writing and how often our perfectionism gets in the way of our words. And I figured, why not take 5 minutes and see what comes out: not a perfect post, not a profound post, just five minutes of focused writing.