Well, today it has been raining. And of course, being in school…you walk everywhere….so yes, my shoes are soaked all the way through.
Last week was horrible. I was not happy. I felt like everything was crashing down around me. Then I went home for the weekend…and here is a short run down: Saturday- I have to get up at 6:00 to go babysit. I slept 4 hours, which is not ok with me. I need 6 to function at all & I typically get ridiculous amount cause what else is there to do in college except nap all the time? I drive the 45 minutes to the house and, needless to say, I am exhausted. Usually, the kids are still asleep when I get there, and I can take a nap until they wake up. Well, guess what? They were both awake when I got there. The actual babysitting part was not very bad…but their cats shed all over me, and the baby wouldn’t nap, and Noah was whiny…so I have had better. I finally get through babysitting at 6 and head back home to take my brother a birthday gift and do some other things. I went to go see my Poppie who fell down the steps and broke some bones and he looked not good and he was in a lot of pain. It really upset me. I drive the 45 minutes back to their house and as soon as I walk in the house I get terrified. You see I am the biggest chicken in the world. Everyone is already sleeping; it is closing in on 11:00, and the house looks just like the house from the ring (which I watched one week ago….seven days.) It just wasn’t a good combo. So I call my mommy and make her talk to me while I get ready for bed. The next morning Noah comes in my room at 6:00 crying for mommy, so my day started early and it was pretty much the same as the day before. Then I finally get back to school. & I had to write a paper. I got done around 1 and finally got to sleep.
So yesterday…I wake up. I am in a good mood. I tell myself I am going to have a good day. God has got this thing. Then I get to earth science, and my glasses completely fall apart and so do I. I start crying and basically having a Meagan moment.
The point is… I was not feeling better. I woke up with a positive attitude and I wanted to know what happened? Why was I still feeling bad and upset?
I went to my room later than day and just had some time to myself. I realized that just because I have a bad day, doesn’t mean that God loves me less…it just means I am having a bad day.
So today…it is raining and my toms are soaked all the way through…but you know what, I have a huge smile plastered to my face (:
Matthew 6: 25-26“If you decide for God, living a life of God-worship, it follows that you don’t fuss about what’s on the table at mealtimes or whether the clothes in your closet are in fashion. There is far more to your life than the food you put in your stomach, more to your outer appearance than the clothes you hang on your body. Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds.