Have you ever had a week where you've worked yourself ragged and then you look around and wonder if some cosmic force has changed all of your work into dust? This week I have been sewing and cleaning, sorting and christmas-ing and then, right when I felt like I have begun to accomplish things, I looked around and saw life knocking on my door. Tonight I had a little collapse of emotions, and grumped and griped and asked everyone, "who cooks your dinner? who washes your clothes, who takes you to school? Who does this for mommy?
We went to hang out with friends, and even then I was miserable company and decided not to stay long. I got the kids ready for bed and read a couple of books, and then I pulled out the big guns and read scriptures with them. We try to read every day, but the past couple of days we haven't read more than a couple of verses. So tonight as I read I realized that it is true, that there is a power that begins to flow into your life when you read. It was like honey on a bump on the head, or melaleuca oil on a cut, it was just refreshing and replenishing to my soul! What better gift could I receive at Christmas time, than strength and healing, and power to overcome weakness!
When I read I realize that like David, I can slay my Goliaths, and fight my daily battles with the Lord on my side. He truly is the Prince of Peace!