In the evenings when I am so tired, everything seems so heavy. All my failures seem bigger. All my burdens seem to weigh even more.
I think about how I failed to show my kids the tenderness and love that I should have.
I meditate on my failure to notice, honor and respect my husband the way he so deserves.
I remember all the things I ate that I shouldn't have. The workout that I should have done but didn't.
I wonder if I did my job well enough today. Did I say things that hurt a coworker? Or what about that coworker who hurt me with her biting words?
All those things nag at me in the night.
But I wake up in the morning to a fresh start. Another chance to love my kids, respect my husband, care for my body, and be a friend. God's mercies are new every morning. Now go out there and live like it!
