Life is like a ball of yarn

Lately, in the mess of co-parenting with a nacissist, struggling with boundaries parenting adult (dependent) children, exhausted from virtual school and work, navigating life’s stress in a new relationship that is passing the “honeymoon” period, I feel like a twisted knotted ball of yarn being whipped around in a violent wind storm. Beaten. Ragged. Exhausted. Lost. Out of control.

I know, at the depth of my soul, that if I give all of of this to God, the end result (whatever and whenever that is) will be right for me. So what is the struggle? Finding a centering, grounded, peaceful moment to pray. Really pray. Clear my mind. Clear my expectations. And Pray. Then, opening myself up to receive God’s message. One of my closest friends said to me this week, “faith and God’s love can be seen in little blessings each day”. When life is in turmoil, it is natural to want an answer, a solution, a quick fix to calm the storm. With those expectations, it is easy to miss God’s message. This past week, everyday, I go from chaos to centered multiple times. In those moments of feeling centered, having an awareness of God’s love and presence, I was able to receive these messages:

During virtual church service on Sunday, the pastor’s message was “All shall be well”. WOW, through the power of prayer and letting go, All shall be well.

  • A co-worker recommended a book: “The boy, The mule, The fox and The horse” by Charlie Mackesy. I read the following quotes this week: “when the big things feel out of control…focus on what you love right under your nose” “what do we do when our hearts hurt?” asked the boy “we wrap them with friendship, shared tears, and time, till they wake hopeful and happy again.” “Don’t measure how valuable you are by the way you are treated,” said the horse.

Every word offered a different perspective. Life has challenges but it does not have to alter character. I am worthy. I am strong. I am loved. God continues to shine his light even in dark times.

Pause. Listen. Open up. Receive God’s message. His message might just be hidden in the tiny blessings of everyday life.

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