



After my whining and frustration venting yesterday, I felt terrible. I felt like I didn't deserve to whine. I felt like I didn't deserve to be frustrated. There are so many people going through so much worse. How did I deserve to complain after how far we have come? Then last night I was catching up on a friend's blog and read this post that she wrote when we were in the hospital with Madelyn (click the word post to read what I am referring to). Stacy was talking about how our God is so big that even as He is giving breath and life to those who are unable to breath on their own, He cares about our frustrations...no matter how much they may pale in comparison. He cares about how hard it is for me to watch Madelyn struggle and hurt. He cares.
How thankful I am that we serve a God that is so BIG that He cares about my frustrations that in the grand scheme of things seem so small.
Happy 5 Weeks Sunshine!
*Kathryn
I know what you mean--we all have so much to be grateful for and there's always somebody worse off than we are. Even at our hardest times, we can be thankful that we have the Comforter to see us through and that He DOES care about our frustrations. But it is also okay to admit when things are hard--it encourages your friends to pray harder for you.
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