some days i let stress pierce through my tough-girl skin, where it quickly finds its home of unrest in my heart.
yesterday was one of those days.
when i wasn't grinding my teeth, i was grumbling through them.
i felt a strong hatred for my misbehaving hair, trees that make me sneeze and all the people who were in my way at the store.
my tone when spoken to was short and sassy. my nagging and whining redundant...even purposefully hurtful.
and it was everybody else with the problem, not me.
no one grouched back at me. no one left me on my own to flounder in my stress and ugly alone.
my sweet husband and precious boy just hung around all day, playing together and loving me.
once we were home from our busy day out, we set up a bubble gun and headed for our stoop.
a charming breeze brushed our cheeks and swept the bubbles to the street corner and beyond.
elijah giggled and marveled at the magic that shot from his little neon gun.
i began to feel calm. then i began to feel sad.
heartbroken that i nearly wasted a practically perfect day with my irritability and hen-pecking.
i sat there with my family, patrick and i both trying to capture the cuteness with our phone cameras.
prayed that jesus would turn me from my stressed-out, selfishly aggravated attitude, and help me offer grace and love in its place.
we soaked up the last moments of the day together, cheerfully.
it was a beautiful night.
and i'm grateful i woke again this morning, with a fresh day to offer love and joy, and deny the entrance of stress.
he is good.
on the day i called, you answered me;
my strength of soul you increased.