Day 25

I haven't written in three weeks.  I have been tired.  Some days are good, some days bad, and most days are  a struggle to be honest.  I do darn well at staying positive, but some days just drag me down into the pits of hopelessness.  Sunday was the worst day in a long time, perhaps ever.  Caught a cold and when I am sick my body fights me more.  I was struggling so much I could hardly get up into bed or crawl.  Very scary.  I sang at church. That was the best part of the day.  Some people at church gave testimony about how God answered their prayer or is healing them..  I felt discouraged. Why not me.  I felt angry.  Why do I have to struggle so much?  Why am I losing all the things I love to do? I love working with kids and my job.  Am I going to lose my job?  I felt hopeless and whiney.  fortunately today is a new day.  My cold is better, I am at work and moving alright, and I have pilates tonight.  I always feel better after pilates.  I press into God and then get lazy.  I need to press into him more.  The joy of the Lord is my strength.
Isaiah 40: 28- The Lord is the everlasting God, the creater of all the earth.  He will not grow tired or weary.  No one can fathom the depths of his understanding.  He gives strength to the weary and power to the weak.  Even youths gorw tired and weary, but those who trust in the Lord will have new strength.  They will soar in wings like eagles; they wiil run and not grow weary; they will walk and not faint.