I’m having a hard time believing that March is nearly over. It seems like the longest, fastest month ever. I hope you know what that means and, if not, it doesn’t matter. It’s how this month feels.
March came in like a lion with putting my baby cat, Punky, to sleep. It’s honestly still hard to be at home, not as hard as it was the first few days but I still find myself looking over my shoulder to make sure she’s not behind me in the kitchen and I still can’t go into her room much, even though it’s technically my office. All in time, right?
I’m finding that March has been a difficult month for so many of my friends. From death of family members to hospitalization of family members to cancer treatments to illness to…it just seems like it’s never ending. I feel for all of my friends that are hurting right now and I worry that I’m not emotionally able to meet their needs because I feel drained. I want to be there for them and am trying hard.
I wonder, sometimes, why it all hits at once. Why it seems like everything flows along so well with everything, everything, and then everything blows up. I’m certain that God is trying to get our attention about something, trying to say “Hey, don’t forget that I’m here” because we often think we can handle things all by ourselves, we want control.
I’m very thoughtful tonight. Through my run after work, I tried to just clear my mind and focus on my pace. I was able to do that but found myself going through the list of people in my life who are hurting, who are right now just trying to make it day by day and work through emotions that I, most of the time, can’t even fathom.
So, I have a feeling that March came in like a lion and will leave like a lion as well.