Pep Talk

I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.

*Breathe*

I just need to remember sometimes, I can do this. Life seems crazy. Work is crazy. I feel like everywhere I go there's a new fire I need to put out, and I have zero control over starting those fires, but I (feel like I) have complete responsibility with handling them.

Sometimes I just want to check out. Give up. Walk away. Pull the blinds and lock the doors, shut off my phone and internet so I can just retreat from the world to snuggle with my husband and my pup.

How did I get here? Why do people think I can handle this? I'm just one girl. One very weak, exhausted, overwhelmed, drained, stumbling, tired little girl. How is it even possible to make it through?

But then I remember, I am just a person, and the One who truly matters doesn't actually expect me to do anything at all. Because it's not really me who is doing or handling anything in the first place; it is Christ who lives in me. And together, we can do anything.

So, again, I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.