Speak to me Lord, thy servant is listening

I sit back lots of times and reflect on why I might be feeling the way I do sometimes. I usually Love cloudy days and thunder, even lightning. Lately tho, it's just been matching the mood I'm in. I try to redirect my mind to prayer and then in an instant, I am back to feeling confused and helpless. God always comes to my rescue, and if I must say, it's many, many times during the course of the day. Back and forth. Teetering between peace and chaos. I'm sure it's not a phenomenon.  It's uncomfortable just the same. Like like saying "ouch" when you bump your self only coming to realize it didn't even really hurt.

     We need our Sacramentals. I thank God for them. The Rosary helps me reflect and forget myself, placing my thoughts on the lives of our sweet Jesus and Mary. Concluding that my life is enriched and blessed by being part of a family that made it through uncertainty, grief, being scared and having to release to a greater power. God.

     My sighs grow deep by the time I'm ready to give up. I'm caught by the Blessed arms of a God who would never let 1 of His sheep be lost. Finding me in the brush, down deep enough not to be seen except by only Him. So goes another day to begin again trying. I do believe in the saying, "God will never let you bear more than you can withstand". My trials of mind and body are trumped by millions more who have to really know what pain is. I know this. But even so, it hurts just the same..

    God, give me the desire to accept all things that come my way. I offer to you, this weak self, that you created with such love. Please help me make you proud of me.

     Resign me to your will Oh God, in all ways. In all things. In Jesus Christ's name I pray.