Dear God, here I am obsessing over the stuff that isn’t getting done again.
I woke up late and left the bulletins on the printer at home (because we took our printers home) to photocopy at church, and a letter, and a million other things.
All week it’s been forgotten lunches and badly timed doctor’s appointments (first I have to drop kid number 1 at church and bc its closer to the dr and he can still do class then run to mine then pick up kid number 2 from school then repick kid number 3 to take them to the dr). This is a hard day off, Lord.
And I can’t reschedule anything because it will harder later.
So I’m checking in with people as best I can, even tho my phone is broken, and finally taking down the church Christmas decorations.
And tho I am getting just enough done this week, all week, I am haunted by all the things I still need to do.
God, you know that I thought it was Friday on Wednesday, when I turned in the workshopped, filled out and returned in a day paperwork for the grant we need so, so badly.
My brain is fuzzy. My brain is fuzzy, and its hard to put anything off, because it will make it harder to catch up on it later.
So here I am. Knowing I kept the eldest home on the one day this week that was supposed to be in person, knowing that I threw a little fit this week from sheer overwhelmedness
and knowing that you are there God.
Thank God your there God. Because, I am hanging on only by your strength. I am doing and grasping and loving and surviving, only by your will.
I have no extra oomf, but by the grace of God I am still here.
Hang to me God, because I might lose my grip for just a second. Hang onto me I pray.