Five. I don’t know where to start. Five somethings? Five minutes? Five ? ? ?
Five minutes to myself. To feel sorry for myself. To get the frustrations and the tears out. To just be done with it.
Five verses from God’s word to help me find my strength. My encouragement. My hope. My perseverance.
Five days have passed and we are through that window of fear that I had. I had acknowledged those five days and thought getting through them would help. It didn’t and I think that is what is hardest for me. I thought those five days would pass and I would not feel the stress anymore or the worry or the wondering. Those five days passed, and while I am thankful they passed without incident, they didn’t bring the relief I had expected.
Five weeks to come. Five more week of post-surgery. Five more weeks of At Home Dad not being able to do much. I knew these weeks were coming and I knew they would be hard. But today? Five weeks seems like a lot. Especially when that isn’t really the end but the beginning of the next phase.
- Jeremiah 29:11
- Psalm 23
- Psalm 56:3-4
- Psalm 118:24
- Proverbs 3:5-6
Five minutes. Kids are in bed so I just spent my five minutes writing. 🙂