"I Can't"

Yesterday was hard work. Several hours prior to yesterday spuratically were hard work. I've been trying to scrape and paint the trim on the house I currently live in. & Let's just say- I thought of trim as around windows & doors, . . . but in reality- it's around windows and doors and roof lines and overhangs and garage edges and and and . . . and usually it's not just one piece but one piece might have three distinct sections . . . and maybe one of the three is a different color . . . ugh!

I'm 45. Not old by any means, but not young either. Have had various health issues going on and had my stomach torn up for awhile and physically just seemed to have lost a lot of the tone I just had . . . and gained weight too. So, you know, this was actually quite an undertaking.


At the end of the day I merely had to paint two thin strips so that there would be a nice clean line between gray and white . . . and the harder I tried . . . the more I messed up and got over on the other color. Then I would wait and try again . . . and again . . . ugh!

I was so frustrated . . . and went to my dad, who was helping, almost crying honestly, and said "I can't do it. I just can't do it." & He asked what & I told him. & This is how he responded:

"Well, there comes a point when it's just time to stop . . . when nothing is working out right, and Mya, I think we've reached that point."

& Now, looking back, clearly reminds me of our relationship with the Father---------

When we have tried all we know to do in our own way and ability . . . still seem to be failing . . . and we go to Him and say "Daddy, Father--- I can't."

& He says, "It's about time YOU stopped trying."

Then we give it over to Him and somehow things seem better already . . .

& We might not know how, but can rest that all is well, all is well . . .

God bless you all today. Have a great weekend!

P.S. Still will pray, send requests anytime!