It's not that I have all the answers.
I really wish I did. I mean I want the answers.
Want to get it right. All the time.
Keep messing up.
I wonder if this life is just one circular lesson.
Bringing me round again, to the reality.
That none of it matters but the simplest.
Those basic things taken for granted.
Food on the table.
A husband with an easy laugh and smile in the face of adversity.
A daughter who is smart enough to keep me leaning hard on God.
All of these circumstances that leave me crying out, desperate, feeling incapable.
Reliant on Him.
Is this what almost half a century of living brings me back to?
My comfort rests completely in His faithfulness.
On His grace.
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion;
therefore I will wait for him.”
This verse keeps coming back to me lately and it is the verse that came to mind when I thought of the word "Comfort", as Lisa-Jo shared tonight.
This is my go to verse these past few weeks...and I realize now, my comfort and portion is His faithfulness. Thank you for allowing me to ponder this tonight Lisa-Jo! It all connected.
I know it's not very "Mother's Day" but ya gotta go with the flow...