Corners, Window Panes, and Lightbulbs

You know things are getting bad when you find yourself sitting, parked in your driveway, rain beating it's tiny fists on your window, listening intently and momentarily seriously considering the National Guard.

Glad I snapped out of that one.

So recently, I had a wonderful friend advise me to find one thing each day that made me happy and to call upon that one thing whenever I began to feel my spirits fall.

Let me back up. This month in particular has been exceptionally difficult. And last night may have been the crowning glory of all my misery. So I knelt down, and prayed that I would have the strength to get through tomorrow.. please please just give me strength. Then I literally crawled into bed and closed my eyes tight hoping for some peace and solitude in sleep. Thinking that maybe a good night's rest would be the cure.

I woke slowly this morning, drifting to and from. And somewhere in the in between of to and from, I heard a bird. A bird just singing his little heart out. Whistling and warbling. And as the the little melody tumbled from this little bird I realized that this.. made me happy. This bird in the middle of December..in the pouring rain, was singing. The strength that I needed, the happiness that I desired to feel.. came from the smallest of places.

Things are looking up.

God loves me.