A few weeks back I was feeling like things were going really well for me. Basically I felt fairly steady emotionally throughout the month. Yes, PMS does seem to affect me at this point in life, but it was under control.
I was exercising, reading, listening to sermons. This was all part of it I think.
Then bats enter. Yes, bats. Bats in my house, around my house. Disruption of sleep is not a good thing. I was sleeping little, not exercising, and having an increase of stress due to having to deal with this on my own without Rudy.
It seems kind of weird but I could just feel the edge, and then those PMS symptoms hit hard. This is something I had not been experiencing and it felt a bit overwhelming.
Well yesterday I thought to myself that God is bigger than all of this. No I cannot exercise the way I was due to the inhaling of moth balls if I choose to run on my treadmill in the garage. Yes, I am having more stress than I was a few weeks back.
I was feeling like I needed this all to be fixed so I could get back to being a good mom. I was feeling so affected that I was not being a good mom--very irritable and angry. But I decided that God is bigger than bats, bigger than exercise, bigger than PMS and bigger than me. God will help me if I only go to Him about it.
So that is what I did. I went to my Father. And I had a much better day.
God is bigger than all of this...
I was exercising, reading, listening to sermons. This was all part of it I think.
Then bats enter. Yes, bats. Bats in my house, around my house. Disruption of sleep is not a good thing. I was sleeping little, not exercising, and having an increase of stress due to having to deal with this on my own without Rudy.
It seems kind of weird but I could just feel the edge, and then those PMS symptoms hit hard. This is something I had not been experiencing and it felt a bit overwhelming.
Well yesterday I thought to myself that God is bigger than all of this. No I cannot exercise the way I was due to the inhaling of moth balls if I choose to run on my treadmill in the garage. Yes, I am having more stress than I was a few weeks back.
I was feeling like I needed this all to be fixed so I could get back to being a good mom. I was feeling so affected that I was not being a good mom--very irritable and angry. But I decided that God is bigger than bats, bigger than exercise, bigger than PMS and bigger than me. God will help me if I only go to Him about it.
So that is what I did. I went to my Father. And I had a much better day.
God is bigger than all of this...
