I feel spent. Reality set back in almost immediately when we got home Sunday night. Crying kids. Snotty noses. Full calendar. Lack of sleep. I am thankful that God is strong. I feel like crawling into a hole sometimes.
"We are glad whenever we are weak but You are strong; our prayer is for Your perfection." - 2 Corinthians 13:9
{{{{HUGS}}} Tristi!
ReplyDeleteCan I join you in your hole? Pretty please? I'm a good entertainer :-)
ReplyDeleteAs long as I can sleep, Jenna. As long as I can sleep.
ReplyDeleteOf course. That's what I'd be doing too :-)
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