good, good Father

This day...

I'm starting to feel like I sound like a whiner because the last week or so things have not been easy.

This day...was much.

Too much for me to even take the time to explain it all right now. I have an explanation and something God has taught me that I will share in the coming days, but today I can't.

Today it has gone far beyond being tired or having a deep weary ache all through my body. Tonight, I have a deep painful ache in my soul and not very much to say.

As I pondered what I could share that I was grateful for tonight, It boiled down to this:

I am grateful that, no matter what, God is good.

I am grateful that I have a good, good Father who holds us in His arms and is perfect in all of His ways.



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