This past week has been really hard for me.  My anxiety level has been sky-high.  Gluten turned our life upside-down (again).  The army of flies in the house has been driving me absolutely batty.  (They are trying to fly into my ears as I type this!)  A (presumably) gluten-induced problem has created horrible dinner situations in our house.  (The throwing of furniture, plates full of food, screaming, crying, hitting, etc.)  It had gotten so bad that by the end of the week even Brian wanted to give up.  We ate in shifts, too tired to battle anymore.  Christian’s name just couldn’t be added to the service dog website.  I wanted to jump through the computer and make it happen.  But I couldn’t.  My patience grew thin.   Overwhelmed.  Lonely.  Tired.  Sad.  Frustrated.

However, in that low point, the words of Psalm 25 that Christian & I heard at church last weekend would start trickling through my mind…

To you, O LORD, I lift up my soul; in you I trust, O my God. (vs. 1)

Remember, O LORD, your great mercy and love, for they are from of old.  Remember not the sins of my youth and my rebellious ways; according to your love remember me, for you are good, O LORD. (vs. 6-7)

Turn to me and be gracious to me, for I am lonely and afflicted. (vs. 16)

Look upon my affliction and my distress and take away all my sins. (vs. 18)

Guard my life and rescue me; …for I take refuge in you. (vs. 20)