Ayeayeaye; could this Friday trickle by any s.....l.......o.....w......e.......r?
I spent 3 hours delivering things all around campus yesterday--on foot; things that could have been dropped in campus mail instead. Today my walking muscles are sore. Every time I get up from my stupid computer my limbs and muscles feel like they can't do their normal bendy/stretchy motions. And I'm thinking, how in the world am I going to run 3 miles today, and 12 tomorrow?
This week (and last week for that matter) has been the kind of week where I want to say words like suck and crap and stupid, and go out to eat for every meal. You know how the Lord promises that He won't tempt and try us above what we are able (1 Corinthians 10:13)?
Well have you ever felt like you've reached the end of your rope, you've handled all you can....but then the trial doesn't end, so you're thinking "okay, I guess I can handle more than I thought". So then your prayers of "I can't handle this anymore" seem obsolete, and kind of feel like your saying instead, "show me what You got...show me just how much I can handle?"
And then you start making plans to move to Europe.
But then you pray that something will happen to give you some hope, some little thing to hang on to. And then it happens, and you realize you are way past what you can handle; the Savior stepped in long ago. I get myself out of bed and into the shower, and He carries me through the rest of the work day without dying.
Something new is coming my way. I can feel it.
If it doesn't, we're moving to Europe. Seriously.