I thought I was handling the stress well. With no job prospects for my husband yet. Living with uncertainty. Wondering what's down the road for our family. I'm thankful we have been scratching out a living so far. With little painting jobs here and there.But my cold sore outbreak tells me I'm more stressed than I thought. Time to dig deeper. Pray more specifically. Clear out distractions.
Pictured: Tracks in the snow outside the coffee shop on Sunday. Probably left by a sea gull.
He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Psalm 23:3 ESV
