totallyjeneric

My world has flipped upside down and is now covered in red ink, dry erase pens, and lots of paper. The work is constant, and free time a thing of the past.  I sleep at midnight and rise at 5-something to prepare.  I am constantly thinking about it and worrying. I miss exercise.  Friends have told me that God is at work, and that in retrospect, this will have been a precious time of growth and desperation and increased faith.  Maybe so, but for right now it kinda sucks to go through!  I feel stretched thin and living day by day… but I suppose the point is, that day by day, I am getting by.  I rely on daily bread.  I ask for strength.  I tell myself that God is bigger than my anxieties.  I praise Him for the prayers of friends, the support of parents, and the unconditional love of an amazing husband.  I am deeply blessed amidst a challenging time.  I am tired and I am drained, but God is good.