Some days are hard. I think that’s the thing I’ve come to realize about life as a grown up.
For all the amazing things – and there are many, many amazing parts of the adult world – there are some seriously crappy times.
I used to think you could ignore the bad days. I thought you could wish them away. I thought you could be good enough that they wouldn’t happen. Really, how funny is that? I’ve (slowly, I’ll admit it) come to realize that there is nothing you can do about it. You are going to have bad days. Sometimes you are even going to have bad weeks or months. You can only control so much. Some people aren’t the brightest crayons in the box. Some times things just don’t go your way.
I’m learning to be grateful for the bad days. On the bad days, I’m reminded of how much God loves me. I’m reminded of how lucky I am to be married to a man who will go to the greatest lengths to make me smile. (That’s a longer story for another post). I’m reminded of how awesome it is to have friends who know you so well that the rest of the world can disappear when you sit down together with coffee or wine.
I was having a bad day a couple of weeks ago. Driving to work, I was listening to music from my phone and I just froze. I’ve had Casting Crowns’ Thrive album for over a year, but I had never noticed the song that came on. It was the perfect song for that moment. I’ve listened to it almost every day since because it is a reminder I need in my life.
Just take a few minutes and listen.
It kind of leaves you speechless doesn’t it? Here’s to finding time to be held.
“Just Be Held”
Hold it all together
Everybody needs you strong
But life hits you out of nowhere
And barely leaves you holding onAnd when you’re tired of fighting
Chained by your control
There’s freedom in surrender
Lay it down and let it goSo when you’re on your knees and answers seem so far away
You’re not alone, stop holding on and just be held
Your worlds not falling apart, its falling into place
I’m on the throne, stop holding on and just be held
Just be held, just be heldIf your eyes are on the storm
You’ll wonder if I love you still
But if your eyes are on the cross
You’ll know I always have and I always willAnd not a tear is wasted
In time, you’ll understand
I’m painting beauty with the ashes
Your life is in My hands
Lift your hands, lift your eyes
In the storm is where you’ll find Me
And where you are, I’ll hold your heart
I’ll hold your heart
Come to Me, find your rest
In the arms of the God who wont let go