Yesterday turned into one of those "pity me" days, one of those days that everything seems to loom over you like a dark rain cloud and all you have is a tiny toy umbrella to keep you safe from the deluge of expectation and responsibility.
When the storm starts, however, you realize that it only falls one or two drops at a time. Life is manageable. We will conquer so long as we stop worrying that we get a little wet or that our hair gets a little tangled by the wind of adversity. The reality is the Lord is my umbrella and He is one of those giant, family sized ones shielding me from the storm. He takes on the real storm. We just get the sweat from His hard work, the part that He has already experienced and knows how to best help us.
From now on I will trust the Lord to protect me, to teach me, and to guide me where I need to be.
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