So You Had a Bad Day

Do you ever feel like you just want to go and bury your head in the sand somewhere to block out the world? Does life ever throw situations your way that you have absolutely no control over? Do you ever wish so bad that you could back up the clock a few hours and change the way things happened? Do you ever get so discouraged with things that you are ready for the Lord to come back so you can just leave this world and all it's problems behind? I hate to admit it, but my answer is yes to all of the above. I try to be positive in my blog but right this minute I'm not feeling that way at all and just needed to vent. Sorry for burdening you with it. Why is it that when my kids have problems, it seems so much worse to me than if it was only me affected by the problem? It is so weird -- it's like I feel what they feel.......on top of what my own feelings are. Are all mothers this way?

After some time has passed...
Okay, I feel a little better now, so I'll write about the flowers we planted in the early summer. We usually plant vincas because they like a lot of sun and we have good success with them. However, this summer, all we had was sun. All sun and no rain for such a long time didn't make pretty flowers. They didn't grow much and they didn't bloom. Some of them perished. The ones that survived became dependent on whatever water we could give them, but they still didn't bloom. Finally one day it started to rain, and we had several days with some good rains and even a few thunderstorms. Can you guess what happened to the flowers after getting their water from rain? They have now started growing and blooming into the beautiful flowers that God intended them to be. It took some rain and storms mixed in with the good weather to make them what they were meant to be -- beautiful flowers.

I like for my life to always have fair weather and sunny days. I like for everything to flow along smoothly without any problems. I don't like problems, especially the ones that I can't control and can't fix. I especially don't like it when my kids have problems. But at some point the problems do come. When the problems come I become more and more dependent on God. I grow more during these times than at any other time because I seek the Lord and his guidance with my whole heart. So, I guess the problems that come my way are like the rain that was necessary for my flowers to grow and bloom. I guess maybe God is growing me into the beautiful person that he meant for me to be. I'm not there yet; He's still got a lot of work to do on me. I don't want the problems, the storms of life. But I know I'll have them sometimes so I need to always remember that the "little flowers never worry when the wind begins to blow."

Rejoice evermore. Pray without ceasing. In every thing give thanks, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you. 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 (KJV)

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...we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom he has given us. Romans 5:3-5