Sunday will come ππ»♥️
I found myself pretty melancholy yesterday as I finally had time to breathe this week. π It’s been a very busy & stressful week for me. Life and responsibilities I have had have pulled me every direction, leaving me drained, emotional, and ragged. π΅π« Today as I finally had time to stop, be still, & breathe, the tears just came. I found myself crying. That’s usually what happens when life gets a little bit too hard to handle. I completely break down. I know this life is supposed to be challenging. I know it’s supposed to be hard. I know it’s supposed to be “for our good” & the hard times are supposed to help make us strong. I also know that when the hard times come, and they will, they give us an opportunity to get down on our knees and ask for God’s help. When life is going good, at times we forget to do that as much. We think we can do it all by ourselves, and we do. But you know what? We can’t do it alone. We need God in our lives so desperately. I don’t claim to kno