Some weeks just hit you hard, like nothing you've ever expected...everything piled up in a nice, neat heap...and messes up virtually everything in your world.
So now I'm buried. Underneath a pile of worries, fears and doubts, you will find me...trying to smile, but it's most likely not working.
So what do I do? I have to realize it's not my world; it's not my call. I can't control the trials that rain on my hapiness parade. Why? It's not my world. So I take it all in, process it...and then I have to decide what to do with it. (This is where God steps in and makes it better.) The processing isn't quite done yet, but on the other side, I know there's beauty within these ashes.
Blessings abound today...stop and see them.
Jezz
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