The tears still fall, but I still say He is GOOD!

I haven’t written a post in a REALLY long time, so forgive me if this one is long. Writing is so therapeutic for me but I’ve let it fall by the wayside and let life get in the way.

And, boy, have I felt it.

I can barely see the screen as I’m writing this, the tears keep blurring my vision. Why is it that I can feel at peace one minute, and feel like my heart is a crumbled pile of dust the next?

Because I’m human. And I accept that.

I accept it because the fact that I’m human means that my God created me. He wanted me, wants me still. He keeps pursuing me.

When I feel like I can’t keep up with my busy life.

When I feel like I’m failing at bringing others closer to God.

When I feel like I’m not doing all I can for my students.

When I feel like I’m not being a good example for my children.

When I feel like I’m falling short as a wife.

HE KEEPS PURSUING ME.

I can feel it, I can see it, I can lean into it.