Last week was pretty rough for many reasons. Emotionally, physically and spiritually I was a bit of a mess. It all kind of culminated over the weekend. On Saturday I felt like crud and on Sunday I was moody and mentally all over the place.
But God, in His eternal faithfulness, reminded me how intimately He knows me and how sweet His love is for me. He reminded me how blessed I have been to be able to minister to others. He allowed me to truly accept praise from others for my own acts of service and to receive with grace and humility an act of heart-felt service from a friend. He taught me how tender and humbling it can be to allow someone else to take care of me. He gave me the wisdom and strength to comfort others and He sent others to comfort me. And He assured me that He has not forgotten me and He will never forsake me.
So this week I am still emotionally, physically and spiritually a mess. I always will be. And God always will be able to handle that.