What do I do when,
…false words are spoken?
…help offered is ignored?
…kindness it criticized?
Well… I eat a second cupcake, stuff down a handful of potato chips, polish off the rest of the “fun size” Halloween candy bars… then I sit in a stupor in my recliner feeling like an idiot, until….
I pull myself together. Stop beating myself up.
And when the morning comes, with pink sky poking thru trees… I will begin again with a strength that is underestimated by some. By one.
I. will. love.
“Those who trust in, lean on, and confidentily hope in the Lord are like Mount Zion, which cannot be moved but abides and stands fast forever.” Psalm 125:1