stressed and blessed

We have been battling cold/coughs for over 2 weeks now. I have literally poured vitamin C, echinacea, infa-flu down there throats, but with zero results.........hence the Dr. visit I was so trying to avoid. She prescribed 3 bottles of antibiotics for 3 sickly girls, and I think it kicks in right away and the coughing, etc. eases up.....

Well, so I think. Sunday we finally all get to go to church together. Wonderful....I am feeling blessed. The feeling is fleeting.......as things spiral downward fast. My oldest daughter refuses to walk into church because she feels "shy". Another one goes completely limp, and I must drag her to her feet. And another one starts her hacking cough. My husband and I have a misunderstanding, my shoulders tense up, and my headache has blown up to be a full-throttle migraine. "Lord, what is going on?", I whisper. I try to focus and get something out of the service. But I can't. I only feel hurt, hear coughing & whining, sense eyes watching. I try to be brave and muster my courage to be strong. It only remains stressful, and as soon as church lets out I say to Kevin, "Let's get outa here!" On the way out a friend looks into my eyes and they are full of compassion. She understands, she's been in my shoes....her kind words BLESS me. And I feel encouraged. And like that I hear one of my children wailing because mommy is THEE only person in the world who can take her potty. My emotions start to crumble and I fight tears. I grab my child, rush to the bathroom, and let my silent tears fall as I sit on the bathroom floor. I wonder why I ever even came to church. And then suddenly it's there: an undescribable love that covers my body. I know it's His presence. He hears my cry, He understands my rejection, He feels my pain....He meets me right where I am at. I am forever grateful. And for that reason I am BLESSED!