All Things Are Ok By The End Of The Day

I woke up gloomy, no - depressed, after our "miscommunication" regarding adoption last night. And because we were "miscommunicating" we didn't take advantage of 10CK. Depressed. And as I was sulking to myself, I thought about redemptive suffering. My sufferings are worth something...but for what? Or for whom? Who am I suffering for? Haven't I suffered enough already? No...I haven't. Ok, let me pick up my cross and head into work. Taking my car keys, the doorbell rang.

Jehovah's Witnesses. I've been waiting for them for two months. They were coming over and my DH was too nice, listening to them and taking their materials as to not hurt their feelings. I've been waiting for them and they chose today to come over. They tell me they want to leave some materials. I tell them I'd be happy to take it as long as they take some material I have for them. Rosaries, and a pamphlet on how to pray it. They weren't interested. After 10 minutes, I tell them I have to go to work at the church. She offers me her pamphlet again, I offer my rosary. We part empty handed. God Bless!

Then I get in my car; 4 lights go off. ABS, check engine, brakes, and the monitor is saying something about get service and a chime is dinging every two seconds. I consider this a full blown attack by the devil. I must have done a good job with the JW's.

When I get to work, I receive an email from the Natural Family Planning Coordinator for the diocese. She needs my help. Someone read an NFP ad in a church bulletin that said "NFP may help those TTC to achieve pregnancy". She disagrees with that ad and is angry about it because she has PCOD and her doc told her she could only have children through IVF. Could they refer her to me? If they only knew of how I struggle myself. But of course...I'd be happy to talk to her IF she ever calls me...which I doubt. We'll see.

But by lunch I am reminded of how blessed I really am as my friend truly listens to me. Later, I come across John 16:20-24, just what I needed. God has a plan for me and it is way better than I can even imagine! "You will grieve, but your grief will become joy."

So at the end of my day, I make a quick stop into the church. Thank You God for all You have done for me. Thank You for allowing me to unite myself with Your Son in my sufferings. Thank You for allowing me to be a vessle for others in their moments of sadness. Thank You for giving me the words to defend the faith, gracefully. Thank You for the giving me the strength to make it through the day, standing firm to the tactics of the devil, and in the end, spending alone time with the One I love and Who loves me more.