Grrrooowwlll! Is that in the vocabulary? I suspect not but it certainly should be. Some days just are not all smiles and sunshine regardless of my trying to make it into something it’s not . This is when I can feel the irritations oozing into my face like some freak of nature. When I start feeling irrational in my temperament I begin to inwardly thrash about as though a fish out of water.
My head is telling me “scream at someone or better yet slap them, that’d feel pretty good” and yet my heart puts me in check to say, “it’s not their fault, get a grip woman!” Oh my, how does one live the abundant life of a day when it’s all you can do just to get through it? Since I can no longer whine like a baby, “I want my mommy” I think I have learned to substitute that whine with, “I want my couch and a remote!” Experience teaches these items will not feed me what I lack however, so I keep eyeballing my sneakers.
Perhaps a good walk and talk with my big “Daddy” will fix me right up. I can already feel the fangs in my growling face starting to diminish just thinking about time alone with Him.
Psalm 107:28-31
Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble, and he brought them out of their distress. He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed. They were glad when it grew calm, and he guided them to their desired haven. Let them give thanks to the Lord for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for men.