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Brought to my knees

There are seasons in our lives just as there are in nature. Seasons of plenty, seasons of want. During those times of smooth sailing, it is easy to become complacent, to forget just how much we need God every minute of every day. But oh, when the storms of life make for very rough seas, they can bring you to your knees in an instant. And that is where I am this morning. Literally on my knees, scrubbing the floor from the juice spilled by a toddler. It is this tiny thing that becomes "the straw" and the tears flow as I realize I cannot do this myself. I think, who can I call? Who could help? Who would listen and understand? All the little things and all the bigger things have all come to this moment and I am humbled to my knees and I know. And He knows. He has quietly been waiting for me to ask for help. How grateful I am to know that  my prayers are heard and that grace is showered down on me so that I can handle this moment and the next and the next.


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  1. KrisNovember 7, 2013 at 12:36 PM

    It's like the old adage of not praying for patience, because God will answer you and give you plenty of opportunities to practice!! Sometimes, it amazes me how, in the smallest, strangest moments, we feel His presence the most. Hang in there, my friend.

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  2. BarbaraNovember 7, 2013 at 12:37 PM

    Praying for grace for you.

    PS Also praying for your dad.

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  3. Jennie C.November 7, 2013 at 12:41 PM

    Hugs.

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  4. MellanieNovember 7, 2013 at 5:40 PM

    Jenny, I'm right there with you. This month is the 25th anniversary of Aaron's birth and death and the 39th anniversary of my brother's death was just a few days ago. I'm choosing the music for Aaron's mass. We have to sing an Advent song, so I chose O Come O Come Emmanuel, because my grandfather's name was Manuel, and I'm trying to narrow down my other choices from Prayer of St. Francis, The Summons, City of God, Age to Age, and Be Not Afraid. Right now it looks like O Come for Entrance, Be Not Afraid for offertory, The Summons for communion, and City of God for Recessional. We're going to sing Those Who See Light as a meditation song before mass because it's not in the book.

    Anyway, find comfort in your memories and in the knowledge that your friends and family love you and are praying for you to have strength and peace. Love you.

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  5. KarenNovember 7, 2013 at 9:44 PM

    It is amazing the power of that "help me" prayer. God always does give that extra added boost of strength. Mommies seem to need it most of all.

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  6. UnknownNovember 9, 2013 at 12:46 AM

    Jenny, you are always in my thoughts and prayers. I'm here for you anytime. Love you!

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    1. UnknownNovember 9, 2013 at 12:49 AM

      We're sisters in Christ. I'm only a text or call away!

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  7. ElisaNovember 9, 2013 at 1:17 PM

    Prayers!

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