my friend, stacey - a high school buddy, believe it or not, and i used to describe our stress level this way...
you know the 'bunch of balls' they are pulling out of the playlands at mcdonald's? those little, round, colorful balls... did you ever try to grab an armful? sure, you could hold onto a few, a couple in your hands, and if you were quick grab one or two between your arm and your chest and if you got any more they would squeeze out... but could you grab and hold on to them?
so our description of stress was "i have two in my hand and 10 on the floor"... good days were "i've got them lined up on my arm and if i walk carefully they will stay put..."
today, i dropped my last one.
it was one of those days i stopped and realized i should be stressed out. then when i realized i should be , i suddenly was...
i have family issues, work issues and church issues. a trifecta.
so where does God want me in all of this? is this a "HEY TERI, I'M TRYING TO GET YOUR ATTENTION" thing? or is this a waiting thing? do i get to know what any of it means soon? or ... is it a waiting thing?
my friend doesn't know where she will be leaving at the end of this year...heck...at the end of this summer! another friend is adjusting to being back at work and still nursing her almost 13 week-old. people we visited over the weekend don't know where they are sleeping tonight or where their next meal is coming from. someone is battling cancer.
even still, days like today, i feel like i am standing in a corner by myself - and i want to yell... "hey...i need help, too. my problems may not seem huge, but they feel crazy right now"...
so tonight i will pray for my friends, and those we visit on saturdays, and the kids in my youth group, and those battling personal battles - and for peace beyond understanding... and maybe for a bucket... so they aren't all on the floor at the same time...
--t

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