God is Good

Yesterday, Valentine's Day stirred up some raw feelings, particularly about my second marriage. I was feeling stupid and angry at myself for ever falling for the guy. I was feeling bitter towards him and about the situation. And horrible about putting my youngest child through the ex's anger and manipulaton.

I was kind of praying about the whole situation and asking for help getting over the bitterness. I say kind of praying because I'm not good at getting on my knees and formallly praying. But I am constantly talking to God in my head. I thank him for all the little things he points out to me, the things he teaches me and the times he points out mistakes I've made (always with love).

I received a couple of little tidbits throughout the morning helping me to understand what was going on with my emotions, giving me permission to feel what I feel and helping me to also see the good and the beautiful around me.

The biggest help came when I arrived at work. The same co-worker that showed me love and understanding yesterday gave me more today. She helped me feel heard but not judged. She opened my eyes to some truths. For example: she reminded me that I was not responsible for my husband's choices, that I had done the right thing and could not be responsible for him making the wrong decisions. It was the breath of fresh air that I needed.

I chose the picture in the blog because so often the Lord has given me strength through my women friends. My kids are my reason for being and have often been what has seen me through the tough times. Yet, my women friends have given me assurance, acceptance and support. I thank God for the good people He has put in my path and for their in turn listening to the spirit and helping me to continue on the path.