Looking in the right direction.

Today I fell apart. Sixth move in six an a half years. Exhausted. After teaching Sunday school the last Sunday I felt as if I would collapse before making it to the car. It felt as if every ounce of energy that I had stored up had been sucked out of me in those few sweet moments with those beautiful kids. 

Now Monday, I still feel under energized and exhausted! So, I ended up loosing it over - I'm not totally sure what - I ran to the play room and set in Nelson's little red recliner that was in the corner. I burst into tears just before Nelson hurried into the room to check on me. Concerned he sweetly began to cheer me and said he "was going to draw me a heart". As he left to find a pen I felt as if he had just shown me the greatest act of kindest I had ever known. 

I set there a bit overwhelmed. After drawing what he said was "the only kind of heart he knew to draw" he handed me a drawing of a circle. 

Feelin quite warm inside he then asked me if he could make me a "teloscope". I smiled asking, "what would I look at with a teloscope?" He rolled a piece of paper and as he raised it to his eye to take the first look he said, "Jesus". 

Yes, I looked up and there is a big coloring book style mural on the wall of their play room at the new house we just move into. There is a little girl on playfully on his back and he has children by the hand. What a reminder. 

No matter how bad it feels, no matter how much of a failure I may feel like - if I look to Jesus I will find peace. If I will just let him carry me or take me by the hand I will find love and joy to walk through every day. 

And you will too!