Flying Monkeys

Walking along, minding my own business--when here they come!  Flying monkeys out of nowhere--you read my post yesterday--I had a wonderful weekend.  I really learned a lot concerning my personality type and felt like I dug a little deeper in my walk with the Lord.  I wake up this morning feeling disjointed--out of place and it carried all through church.

Sunday School was hard and during the service at church everything was grating on me.  Not feeling the "praise" that's for sure.  Sitting down for lunch I feel like crying--yet laughing because my son and husband looked like deer caught in the headlights.  Times like these I wish there was another woman in the house!  I've noticed men tend to "pat" a lot when they sense something emotional brewing.

I get this mental picture of Satan looking in his ball watching me; then sending out the monkeys for distraction.

I know who has the power; I'll just wallow a little bit longer then pull it together.  My son fixed me some tea--my husband will make coffee tonight for in the morning; my sky will be clear by morning. 

Yay!  I did it!