Where are the wild things? In my home!
Yesterday, I had one of THOSE days. I do not know where my sweet little ones went, but wild things definitely took their place.
The crib became a cage for the wild things. Over and over again. All morning long.
Even my husband went away and was replaced by a disapproving zookeeper. I tried to share my emotions and my struggles to keep the wild things under control. I did not receive the sympathy I yearned for.
I finally let the tears roll into the kitchen sink. I have learned that crying releases so much in me, so I make no apologies. My thoughts pray for help.
One of the wild things goes crazy, and I must take it to the cage. Somehow the cage helps the wild things regain their sanity. I cry, and I remember a song by Matthew West:
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I remember that I am not strong enough. That I need Him for even the simple things. Especially when the wild things invade!
I start to breathe more normally. The tears have washed away the frustration and brought resolve to care for the wild things just like I care for my sweet little ones.
Naptime arrives and the house gets quiet. I am renewed and refreshed.
By dinner, my sweet little ones come back home. My caring husband holds me.
God was strong enough. God was there. God never changed.
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