It's Good Out There

Yesterday started out in the worst way. You know what I mean. The kind of morning when I have to apologize to my kids for being such a jerk of a mom. The kind that makes me ashamed and want to stand in the shower and cry for an hour.

I seem to be experiencing some very high highs and low lows. My emotions are always right on the surface, but even more so right now. Ahh hormones. Don't you just love them?

And really all I wanted to do was stay home. Lay on the couch, play the pregnancy card and let the kids watch countless movies.

But I can't do that. I am responsible for these little people. I have to be bigger than my emotions, and a good example to them. Especially when it's hardest to be.

So we sat on the floor together, held hands and prayed that God would forgive Mommy for being grouchy, that He would hep us have good attitudes and get ready quickly so we could just get out the door.

And He did.

The skies were gray, but the moment our feet hit the trail, I felt better.

It is good to be with friends.

It is good to run.
To explore.
To share.
To be reminded that the world is so much bigger than the walls of our house.

Osprey and their nest.
Wood.
Moss.
Ponds.
Hidden creeks.

Secret views.

And when I came home the house was in the exact state that I left it. And I didn't really feel any better. And I still had to make dinner and do the laundry and read books and do school.

But it didn't matter quite so much.
Because it is good out there.

And that makes it good in here.

Hoping your day finds you outside enjoying a glimpse of His goodness.