a long shot

it's a long shot, I know, but I am really trying to NOT stress out.
Jake is gone, my hip still does it's own thing whenever the heck it wants to, my toe is broken, my shoulders are pinched from carrying two car seats around these past few days, I shut my left thumb in a door and I'm pretty sure the nail will fall off I got it so good - shooting pain up my palm every time I move it, I'm not sure how it happened but I invited close to 25 or 30 people (mostly kids) over for an Easter egg hunt on Sunday and the babies cried and cried and cried today. I had my moments, as you can see, but I just can't kick this feeling of peace.

Here's the deal. I am a lucky girl. I am a blessed and loved girl.
God has put a very very negative person in my life and I am pretty much convinced it's to show me just how ugly that can be. Yes, those things are all facts and are big deals to me at any particular moment but I serve a God of grace, peace and thank goodness, mercy.

I am His and I am ok.

Here is a really neat prayer I found on another blog today:

Father,
I abandon myself to your hands;
do with me what you will.
Whatever you may do, I thank you;
I am ready for all, I accept all.
Let only your will be done in me
and in all your creatures.
I wish no more than this,
O Lord.
Into your hands I commend my soul;
I offer it to you with all the love
of my heart,
for I love you, Lord,
and so need to give myself,
to surrender myself into your hands,
without reserve
and with boundless confidence.
For you are my Father.
(Charles de Foucauld)

Amen.
(Holly Panter)