Sometimes...
Sometimes being a “doer” is tough. Sometimes getting things done can take a toll. Sometimes being really good at your job can knock you down when you’re done. I cried all the way home from church tonight. Here’s why: Before church I went to pick my daughter up from work and got a text that she had just had a seizure and a coworker would take her home. I was already in the parking lot, so I intercepted the coworker and he let me into the closed building to see her. Her friends and coworkers are amazing. We decided I would take her home. I hugged her, drove her home and then went directly to the church to “do.” Just like every week. After church, supplies were put away, everyone else had left and it all hit me. I just cried. I know my girl will be okay. I know God has her in the palm of His hand. In that moment, I needed to take the time to just cry it out. Sometimes I forget to be human. I’m so glad God loves me anyway!