Gracious healer

Today has been just frustrating. So many little things. I was frustrated at myself and the way I do things...tired of being in a hurry...tired of waiting until the last minute to get things done...tired of my flesh and how it comes out ugly in moments of chaos and stress. Just tired.

Unbelief. That's what it is. I'm not believing that the God of the universe cares about poor little old me and my seemingly insignificant (in the grand scheme) circumstances. But He does...and He heals.

Today I could barely even ask him to heal me. But the prayers of a mother, a husband, a friend...He heard them. He reached down in all his glory to graciously heal my broken spirit. To lift me up and simply say, "It's going to be okay." He is truly faithful. He really does care. May I remember this the next time a frustrating day comes my way. In this world, it probably won't be too far off...

The Lord is merciful and gracious...like a father to his children...he understands how weak we are...But the love of the LORD remains forever with those who fear him. ~Psalm 103 (NLT)

Amen.