I have pictures to post - lots, in fact. They are still in the camera waiting on me (like so many things in my life). Anyway... I thought I would post a funny twist on a not so funny topic. I have been very anxious this weekend. When I begin to worry about something I tend to let it take hold. It is an awful habit and I feel horrible - as well as so many around me. This morning I woke up feeling oh so anxious - so badly that I felt I would explode. I had prayed about the situation, given it to the Lord, been in the Word, everything and couldn't get peace. I hate when I do this because I know I truly am the problem here.
So... I go to pick up Charlotte to put her in her seat to feed her breakfast. The whole time I am doing this I am thinking I wish I could just cry. If I could cry I would feel better. Well, my sweet Charlotte, right after I picked her up, reached out and slapped me across the face. I was stunned. Charlotte normally does not do this and was disciplined accordingly, but right after she slapped me I began to sob. I believe this upset her more than the discipline she received.
For me crying is such a sweet release most of the time. It wound up refreshing me and with the encouragement and prayers of some friends, I am feeling much better.
If you don't struggle with anxiety, you are truly blessed. I truly hope that one day I can completely release this big problem in my life and find peace that God is, indeed, in control. So... while my child didn't act in a manner pleasing to her mother, God used her indiscretion to grant me a little relief and "slap" me back to reality. :)