I've had an awful week at work and it's only Tuesday. I have feared that this week would be difficult for a while and it exceeded my expectations. I won't say more than that because even though I haven't really shared this little blog with the world yet, I don't want to risk my big mouth getting me in trouble.
Let me just say, I love my job and I love the people that I work with. I love that I get to spend my work days doing something I truly believe in and I believe that my efforts are for eternal good. But sometimes it's still incredibly hard. I went part time after Finley was born. I only work two or three days a week and I get to be home with Finley which is an incredible blessing that I really didn't think would be possible. I love, love, love being home with my sweet girl. It's my dream! It's the job that I live for and my other job is just my work. I love my work though and I've invested 12 years because I'm passionate about it. It's been a hard week and I feel discouraged. The deep down kind of discouraged.
I have a silly saying that I've become a little bit "known" for. When things get tough or I feel like I'm a bit at the end, I always say "Jesus is still on the throne." It's a good little cliche to help gain some perspective. To be honest, I usually say it a bit trivially, like when I fall in love with a pair of shoes and they don't have my size or when I drip hot sauce on my pants. I obviously say it quite a lot because I have quite a few friends who've started saying it too. I don't want it to only be cliche. I truly want Jesus to be on the throne in my life. I want that to be the thing that keeps my life in perspective. Jesus is still in control. God is still God regardless of the climate of my life. My life has held deep wounds, but my God is deeper still. He is still God no matter how deep down discouraged I feel. He is in control. Always.
Two things I know:
It's been an awful week.
Jesus is still on the throne.
