There are times when stress seems to skyrocket, and weeks seem longer than you can handle. Sometimes you have restless nights with too much on your mind, and when evening comes, you can't stay awake to finish your show.
After a couple weeks of late evenings and long days, I looked at myself in the mirror at work and I saw my disheveled self and tired glare. Instead of attempting to primp my hair or have a soda to pep myself up, I stood close to the mirror, folded my hands, and prayed.
I prayed about all of the things on my mind, the things I have no control over, and all that has been affecting my mood lately. I prayed for those closest to my heart and for their biggest struggles, too. I didn't force any words or thoughts, and I prayed until my eyes opened and I headed back to work.
A few hours later my boss called me into his office to ask me how things were going with work and to let me know that in about a month, I should see results of a raise. I am so thankful to receive something that I've been crunching numbers to see results of - - a little extra money.
And about 10 minutes after we got home, after an hour ride consisting of me thinking and talking about a new, stricter budget I developed, we got a call that gave us some peace of mind regarding some financial stressors we've been dealing with for quite some time now.
Keane picked me up in a giant bear hug after some weight was listed from our shoulders and I know I shed a tear on his shoulder. I thank the good Lord above for getting us through tough times and for bringing us happy ones when we least expect it.
As I enjoyed the flicker of candles Keane lit and a back rub he owed me, I couldn't feel more blessed. William Ackerman's The Bricklayer's Beautiful Daughter played through the speakers of Keane's phone and at that moment, I wished that beautiful song was the soundtrack to my life.
Sometimes I need a good reminder to count my blessings and give credit to the One who most deserves it.
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