"But I found out that everybody's different--the same kind of different as me. We're all just regular folks walkin down the road God's done set in front of us. The truth about it is, whether we is rich or poor or somethin in between, this earth ain't no final restin place. So in a way, we is all homeless--just workin our way toward home." -- Denver Moore
Same Kind of Different as MeWhere to start? Has it been an easy week? No. Has it been a horrible week? No. Has it been the week that I would have liked? Not even close. But, it has been a week where I have been caught up in emotions that have ranged from anger to tears to laughter.
I get angry with the kids for something dumb that they have done, and then I stop to remember how blessed I am to have children. I worry about our financial situation, and then I stop to remember that we both are blessed with jobs. I try to control everything and try to make things work and then I remember that I am blessed with a Father who has the ultimate control and who will take of the things in His time, in the way that He wants them, not the way that I think they should be. All of these things are there to remind me that no matter what He has blessed me even though I feel so undeserving, even though I wonder why me.