My Dad calls it "airport noise". It is the commotion that is always going on around us. The noise, the words, the opinions, the criticism that rears its ugly head and takes you down. Down to that place of feeling without purpose, depressed, and unmotivated. The decibel of the noise has gotten me distracted from what I should be focusing on. Add onto that a 6 day pounding headache, and THAT is where I've been.
Determined to not stay horse-whipped, I got out of bed today with a different attitude. Praying for help and pushing forward to keep my eyes focused. I believe that there are places in my life that the evil one wants to use to push me down. Places of weakness and fear. In the stage of life that I'm in (married and raising kids) there are many opportunities to feel defeated and give up: parenting is too hard, communicating with my husband takes too much energy, staying within our budget is too constricting, dealing with an imperfect-middle-aged-hormone-whacked-out body is too difficult.
All of these places can be handles on my life for being pulled down, down, down. But... the good news - the GREAT news - comes to me from God's word. John 16:33 says "I have told you these things, so that in Me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." Hallelujah and AMEN!! I am trusting in my Father who is bigger than headaches and hormones and tantrums and budgets. The promise is that He has overcome.
