trix and unsweet tea.

When it rains it pours.
I guess this is "turning point 2."

I am a mess and nothing makes sense.
That's okay, because I know the Lord is in control,
and I don't have to understand everything.
I'm feeling it though.
Right in that spot that makes it hard to breathe sometimes.

I'm not really sure how to deal. 
(and I know that writing about it in blog-form is probably not the best way. forgive me.)

So I change some scenery.
And read a lot, and pray a lot.
And write pages.
And I eat popcorn while watching chick-flicks with my roommate.
(But I can't finish it, because I can't eat the whole bag,
because now I am conditioned to share it with you.) 
And Dad talks to me in sports analogies, because that's how my brain works.
And I will wake up in the morning and love the crap out of some kids.
(It's Aladdin week.)

That's the plan:
One day at a time.
And working toward figuring out where I need to be.
I will adjust. And I will get there.
But it will take a while, I think.

God has been showing me a lot over the last week about his faithfulness.
Little things that I pray for in the morning -- like shade or patience or the opportunity to somehow share Jesus with my kids -- and it's so cool to see how He delivers on those things during the day.
I know this to be true: He is faithful in the small things, and He will be faithful in the big things.

I don't understand my life right now.
Lucky for me, it is not in my hands.