I've been stressed and cranky yesterday and this morning. It seems I don't have the reserves to deal with stress that I used to have, since Dad died. Things upset me more easily - and I woke up feeling as grumpy this morning as when I went to bed last night. And that's not really like me!
I don't like that dark spirit in me! So when I came out to my garden this morning to pray, I came looking for relief. It took a while! I sat, and I talked with him about it all. Soaked in the peace and beauty of my surroundings that spoke to me of his quiet strength and joy. Prayed that his beautiful spirit would replace the foreboding one simmering inside me! And in time - it changed me. And I was filled with a spirit of rest and peace.
My Mum used to like listening to Nana Mouskouri when I was young, and the words of one of those songs came back to me this morning "There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded whole. There is a balm in Gilead to heal the sin-sick soul". Hope you find your "balm" today, like me. ❤️
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