Some days are like that

Why is it that some days I can wake up, the sun is shining, my children are happy, and I am at peace with the world? And other days, the sun is shining, my children are happy, but alas, I am not at peace with the world? What happens? What is the difference? Why would one day be fine and another is not fine? 

It probably has something to do with the agreements and spiritual warfare a profound (tongue in cheek) blogger wrote about a few days ago.  And that's another thing. Why one day can a person be full of life, freedom, spiritual thoughts and motivation, and the next the same person have a hard time even getting off the couch to water her pitifully parched plant? I watch it drooping and think, "Oh yeah, time to water the plant," but I have no internal drive to do it. 

It's frustrating at times, yet I'm learning how to respond. I refused to agree with the blanket of despair that was trying to be my comforter last night. I got up this morning and read some of Romans. Romans 15:13 to be exact.  It's a GREAT verse -

 "May the God of hope 

fill you with all joy and peace 

as you trust in him,

 so that you may overflow with hope 

by the power of the Holy Spirit." 

 I find it very comforting to know that God is paying attention to my life. I've just been reading through Romans at no particular pace this summer - and I came to that verse this morning. And it was encouraging. I love God's timing.

So, May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him.

Jen  :)