I don't like to admit it often but being a mom is just plain hard work and some days I'd just rather not.
God is working though, to teach me obedience on bad days. Days where I'm frustrated and discouraged and where the enemy (Satan) is seeking to destroy me.
I sat back at the end of today and realized that instead of giving in to my bad feelings and taking my anger out on other (my kids). Somehow (by God's grace), I don't think my children even knew that I was having a "bad day". We read books, played games, went swimming, ate cookie dough, had pizza, didn't do chores and I didn't "lose" it all over any of them.
It made me stop and think...and then God stuck this post-it note in my brain.
Can you have a "bad day" and keep it a secret from your family? Do your children and husband really need to know that it's been a tough day? Can I take my pity party and lay it at my Father's feet and be content not to let anyone else know?
"Be confident of this very thing,
that He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ,..."