another day

This keeps happening.  I get tired.  I stay up later.  I wake up earlier.  I get hormonal.  I get analytical.  I get irrationally logically investigative.  I lose steam.  I lose confidence.  I doubt.  I withdraw.  I blame.  I cry.  I pray.  I apologize.  I cry.  I breathe.  I sigh.  I see the support that was there all along.  I see His hand in my everyday.  I hear the sermon He sent just.in.time. and, just.for.me.  I share.  I praise.  I bow.  I am comforted, reassured, thankful.  Another day of grace...

(I Corinthians 1 was the text for the sermon yesterday.)