Wednesdays are hard

Wednesdays are hard these days… My weeks run together without much of a break for a sabbath, to recoup or to breath deeply.

The season we find ourselves in is unexpected, but welcomed, difficult, but doable. There are trucks that need work, a roof that is leaking, appointments to get to, my heart that hurts for my sister and a champion for her as she fights like a warrior to get strong, housework, laundry and ministry to be done~ families that are falling apart and my own sweet family strung across the US like a beautiful string of pearls.

There are days that I get mad and have to ask for forgiveness, there are days that my spirit yields easily to the requirements of being the Hands and Feet and other times when I just want someone to take care of me, be a kid again and laugh and play.

Jesus made it a practice to slip away and reconnect with His Papa God~ as I face days like this I have to remember that even Jesus needed his Papa God and Im thankful for his example of being the ultimate servant~

“I am counting on The Lord;
Yes, I am counting on him.
I have put my hope in his word.”
Ps 130:5

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About Cindy Fiala

Consultant, Pastor, Wife, Mom, Marme, Knitter, Runner, Laugher, Dance-in-the-Kitchener. Lover of Jesus and lover of life.
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