Confession

Sometimes I hear people say to me, "I don't know how you do it."

My first reaction is, "Yeah...I have no idea."

But that's not really true.  I have a few ideas of what it is that makes this amazing-crazy-never-stop-running-for-a-moment life possible.

I say "Thank you".  A LOT.  I hear myself say, "Thank you, God, that my feet are successfully carrying me to where I am going next."  I say, "Thank you, God, that this not so brand new but incredibly warm and comfortable vehicle is working so well today."  I say, "Thank you, God, that my children are healthy enough to be arguing with each other in the backseat."  I say, "Thank you, God, that even though I am exhausted, you are still giving me life."

Yeah, life is hard.  No doubt about it.  But then you see things like this:

If you can't read that final line, it says, "Written on a cellar wall in Germany during the Holocaust."

I heard a song today.  It made me cry.

Lord, I come, I confess.

Bowing here I find my rest.

Without You I fall apart,

You're the One that guides my heart.

Lord, I need You, oh, I need You.

Every hour I need You.

My one defense - my righteousness.

Oh God, how I need You.

Where sin runs deep, Your grace is more.

Where grace is found, is where You are.

And where You are, Lord, I am free.

Holiness is Christ in me.

Lord, I need You, oh, I need You.

Every hour I need You.

My one defense - my righteousness.

Oh God, how I need You.

Teach my song to rise to You

When temptation comes my way.

And when I cannot stand, I'll fall on You.

Jesus, You're my hope and stay.

(Lord, I Need You by Matt Maher)

How do I do it?  "And when I cannot stand, I'll fall on You."  It's the only way I know.

Sincerely,

Jennifer