if anyone ever read my journal (heaven, forbid), this is what they would see written on 01.27.10.

i. need. grace.

bad.

i won't have a pity party and go into all the reasons i needed grace at that moment, on this day, but for any other moms of young children, i am sure it is not hard to imagine.

when i wrote those words, i was talking to God. He answered. psalm 68:19 came to mind immediately.

"blessed be the Lord, who daily bears us up..."

those words came to my heart like good medicine. i studied a little further and read this:

"listen to me, o house of jacob, all the remnant of the house of israel,

who have been borne by me from before your birth,

carried from the womb;

even to your old age I am he,

and to gray hairs I will carry you.

I have made, and I will bear;

I will carry and will save."

isaiah 46:3-4

He cares for me. His care is constant. He knows my needs. He bears me up and carries me.