My week consisted of my first test of the semester (that I happened to forget about until the morning of), a lot of homework, a lot of hours in the store working, a not so lovely confrontation with a professor, and not much sleep. All in all it was just one of those weeks. One of those weeks that happen to us all and probably more often than we would like.
Basically, it kind of looked like a lot of this:
and a little bit of this:
However, I noticed I portrayed myself on social media and in person more like this:
Which is not exactly an accurate representation of my life. If we are being completely honest my body was solely running on Dunkin Donuts (which isn’t that unusual and a whole other problem), I hadn’t washed my hair for a few days so a hat was gonna have to do, and the same laundry that was done last week is still sitting in the basket unfolded and dug through every morning for an outfit (sorry mom, disappointing I know).
Last night when I finally was in my bed, in the quiet and comfort of my little apartment room and was able to wash the week off me I started to think. In that moment I didn’t have to fake a smile, pretend that I had it all together, and stand up high like I usually make it seem like on Instagram and Facebook and to others in general. In just a few moments of silence spent with God, I was reminded of His grace, his unending love, and that He never gives us anything we cannot handle. He accepts me for exactly who I am, and meets me where I am at in that time of life.
Don’t let yourself forget that He walks with each and every one of us each step of the way. Through the valleys and the mountain tops, He is by our side, and when we are too weak to keep going he carries us. That’s a kind of love that none of us deserve, yet we each have. He is always faithful and we are never alone. Even on the bad days.
We are constantly and consistently offered forgiveness, grace, strength, and hope by the only one who matters. How awesome is that!
To the ones who were right there with me, having the worst week that seemed to go on forever and times you felt so alone: congratulations! You made it through. Maybe not as gracefully as you’d hope but you are blessed with another day, and another week to walk alongside your creator who never left you. You will learn more lessons, experience things, and live life as you were made to.
Keep your head up. Each and every one of you are fearfully and wonderfully made and you are beyond loved. I hope you have the best week ever!
Start each morning with a big cup of coffee, a whole lot of Jesus, and conquer your day. One step at a time.
Lots of love for each and every one of you.