The McDonalds

So, since my post on Sunday, lots of "bad" things have happened in our lives. I commuted to work like I always do with Jackson, worked all day Monday. He had been having a cough and congestion, but nothing major. While I was at work Monday, he seemed to get worse. I had to make a decision about whether or not to take him to the doctor. Tyler and I made the call for me to take him back to Conway and to the doctor. So, I did a four-hour round trip commute yesterday, with a sick baby in tow. We got up this morning, went to the doctor to find out that he just had a nasty cold and was teething. As soon as we got done, we got back on the interstate and headed back to my mom's... another two hours in the car. I got there before lunch, so I headed back to work. On my way to work, I got a call from Tyler telling me that our SUV, which is what I usually drive but switched yesterday for better gas mileage, was acting very weird and he was taking it to the shop. Turns out our alternator went out, and it cost us $500 to fix it. Throw that in with the crazy amounts of time in the car, little sleep, and sick child... this mama is exhausted.

As soon as I got done with work, I went for a mani-pedi.

And then I made a conscious decision to stand firm on God's promises through these circumstances. Circumstance does not determine my joy. Joy comes from the Lord, and my walk with Him alone. I am tired, emotional, and cranky. He is faithful, loving, and cares about EVERY one of the things that is going on in my life.

I don't have to fear bad news.
Good will come.