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One of those days.

Hey. Lets just get to business.  This is one of THOSE posts because this is one of those days.  I am discouraged today.  I'm confused.  I'm hurt.  I feel overwhelmed and like I'm just throwing my hands up.  It's one of those "Jesus, take the wheel" kind of days for me (as cliche as it is to quote a Carrie Underwood song).  It's a day where I am tempted to choose apathy over trust since in the case of the former, I would still have some sense of control.  But the truth is, I don't. 
I just don't.  And that's a wonderful thing.

Jesus never called me to apathy, but He has called me to trust Him-over and over and over and over.  So there's some clarity in that at least.
I trust that He is worth trusting.  Because He is God.  Because He loved me first.  Because He decided that it would be worth it to die for me. I, for one, probably would have thought that it was an unwise idea but He didn't, and that says something.  His ways really are much higher than mine and in being reminded of that, I am reminded that notwithstanding days like today, it will be ok.

To make myself clear, I have joy and I have hope because no matter what, I have Jesus.  It's just one of those days.  The burdensome kind when it's most obvious that Jesus is working in you an eternal weight of glory and teaching you to give Him your burdens.  These kinds of days are hard but I have no doubt that it's worth it.
So thank you, Jesus, for even today. You're so good.

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