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One of Those Days

So today has already been "one of those days." Got up late; later than my littlest guy. Made a quick breakfast of cereal and toaster waffles. Ran around rushing them and me, trying to get out of the house before 8 so they wouldn't be late for school. Made lunches. Begged my husband to pack my lunch while I got dressed. Couldn't shower. Forgot to brush my teeth...don't judge me! Put on two different shades of purple or pink (does it matter? They are both hideous). And what I'm wearing is way too tight. Yes, muffin top exposed to the fullest. Thank God that my jeans were in my car and have been for two days since coming out of the gym. I couldn't kiss my kids because they were running late so when I dropped them off at the school they had to run in. Didn't pray with them either. It's been one of those days already and it's only 9:24 in the morning. I pray that your day has started out so much better than mine. And I pray that my kids take all the good out of this morning and not focus on the crazy deranged woman that they call mom and her crazy ways of corraling them this AM. At times like these I feel less than adequate, less than perfect and extremely vulnerable. I feel terrible. But I am figuring something out here...Light bulb moment...that maybe God wants us to feel less than adequate, less than perfect, vulnerable. Not that He wants us to be insecure people just insecure in our abilities but secure in Him. As soon as I am finished writing this I will be going off for a few minutes to decompress and talk to the One who makes me perfect ( a little each day) and to Him who says, "it's okay not to have it all together all of the time. It's okay to have mornings like these because they will bring you to Me." I need Him, folks. I need Him everyday, all day, for every reason and every occasion. I can't do without Him. He is my everything. So on days where I have been less than gracious to my husband and kids. Or on days where I forget to pray over my kids. On days when I am running like a "deranged woman." (Josiah likes to use that word a lot. Wonder where he got it from?), I know that Jesus understands. That He gets it, that He gets me. And He loves me just the same. On days like today, I run to Him and He waits with open arms to welcome me in. He tells me that "it's going to be okay and that tomorrow will be a better day." And it will be even if I forget my shoes.

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