Blessings of Peace

It was the last day of my vacation and I must admit, though we didn't go anywhere, I thoroughly enjoyed being home.  Reflecting over the last 2 weeks, God has been really stretching my imagination, my thoughts.  I am consumed by His greatness, and constantly awed by His love and mercy.  I have been very focused on some things I'd like to be more disciplined in.  My current fear, if you will, is trying to figure out how to keep God at the forefront of my thoughts and actions when the daily little frustrations begin to eat at me like mosquitos, and the sense of helplessness and lack of control at work and in my day-to-day responsibilities overwhelm me.  It is hear that I do not just stumble, but completely wipe out flat on my butt!  I can only pray that something has changed--maybe my perspective, my hope, and even a new sense of purpose and joy --that will remind me in those times of drudgery that God is moving, that I am his child and He loves me, that I am here at this time in this place for His purposes, and that He owns everything, controls everything, and knows everything.  I'm going to be hopeful, and not wear extra padding on my rear expecting to fall again.  If I may just stumble and catch myself before jabbing that tailbone, I will feel I made some progress!