There have been days where I just want to fall apart. I just want to throw the towel and I find myself crying and crying. Last night was one of those nights. I was letting the weight of this world get to me and boy was it heavy. The thing though is, that in this time of my great need in comfort not only was my God there for me, but so was my mom! We had the most beautiful bonding moment. I loved having her hold me and tell me everything was going to be okay and rub my back. It took me back to when I was a little girl and I scraped my knee and I would come running into the house crying about it. And, of course my mom would come to my rescue with band aid and boo boo bunny in hand. Then my baby brother(well I say baby but he is 5), Brady slept with me too and gave me the most amazing snuggles. There is something about the love of a child that models after the love of God. The love of a child is never conditional. They love you so deep-deeper than a lot of people that are far more mature. I am so thankful for him and for Hugh, age 3, as well. I don't know where I would be without them. And I also feel I must thank my God for his comfort even when I don't deserve it. When he gives me comfort, when those people in my life give out, when I need someone to talk to He is always there waiting. So I do believe it is true that beauty does come from pain. Even though I am upset now, I know that God has me in his hands always. Isaiah 41:10 “So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”
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