I didn’t know it was World Mental Health Day until this morning.
This last week my Mental health has struggled, it’s felt like a hard week. On Tuesday I started an online group 5 wk course for PTSD. On Friday it was 2 years since we lost Baby J to a miscarriage. The nanny has got a cold which highlights the challenges we face with a baby who could end up in intensive care with a cold & needing to protect him!
On Saturday I decided I just needed to pick myself up so put some make up on & tried to get out of my no make up, scruffy bun, baggy comfy clothes that is my usual everyday look. On Sunday tried to continue this as we had church & a party. All in all its been a tiring week physically, emotionally & mentally.
The only place I don’t feel tired is spiritually. I feel alive & hungry. The struggles & the lows really do create a hunger for God. A depth to my prayers. Knowing that nothing in this world can offer me or satisfy me the way knowing God can and does.
And He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
II Corinthians 12:9