Negativity. It's constantly around me. All I see is what could be the worst possible scenario, and me not being able to overcome it. Wanting to give up. Giving up is an option. Failure is inevitable. Am I giving up a blessing or a burden? Right now all I see is a burden. How can a blessing bring so much pain, suffering, and hardship? How can I get through this? Why do You allow this to happen? You say it's to teach me. You say it's to make me stronger. You say in my weakness is Your strength made stronger (2 Corinthians 12:9). But I can't see that right now. I'm ready to give up. To just drop everything and be done. To hide away from everyone and everything. Pretend like it's a distant memory. Is that what You want? I'm not blaming You. I don't think it was intentional. But it's all just too much for me to handle. I have to make my lifestyle more unmanageable, sacrifice my time with my children, sacrifice my mental health, for this to happen. No...
Josh and I stayed up late. Too late. We could not get up in the morning. But guess who was awake? You guessed it! The kids were up bright and early. Josh and I stayed in bed. BIG. MISTAKE. After I finally decided to wake up at about 8 o' clock, I went downstairs to make breakfast for the kids. It's Sunday, and we are going to church. I notice immediately that there are no toys on the toy shelf. "Rafael, where did you put all the toys?" I then turn towards the bathroom. The door is closed. Where are the kids? I open the door.......... ALL THE TOYS ARE IN THE BATHROOM. Dumped out. The kids are sitting on top of them, inside inflatable pool floating rings. I kid you not; the toys were up to my waist, covering the toilet. Obviously, we have way too many toys. I screamed. "OH MY GOSH!!!!!!!" Josh runs downstairs, thinking something happened. Which, something definitely did. He's in awe. I was making incomprehensible sounds. Stuttering. I was pacing back an...