The past couple of days have been rough. My mood has been very, very low. I had a Dr.’s appointment yesterday that really discouraged me. Just the way I was treated. And I have to admit, I didn’t have the greatest response, which made me feel even worse.
But thanks to my Hubby coming home from work early, and my Mom coming up to visit, I was able to begin feeling better. I’ve been extremely tired and have slept a lot, but today I am starting to get a few things done.
The sunrise this morning was beautiful. I went outside to scrape the frost off of my husband’s car, and the layers of color in the sky reminded me of God’s promise of new mercies each day. And that’s what I need to rely on.
That, and the care and support of my family and friends. I truly am blessed. And I will continue to move forward–one baby step at a time. Although it is extremely discouraging that my mental health has been in such a bad condition for so many years…I must believe that God has a purpose in it, and that some day He will bring me out to a place of abundance.
“Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed,
Because His compassions fail not.
They are new every morning;
Great is Your faithfulness.”
– Lamentations 3:22-23
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