I cannot remember the last time I was so exhausted.
I just survived my first week of teaching at the new school and I. Am. Done.
My legs are heavy from walking all these new unfamiliar ways. I go to bed like a grandma at 9 every night with no energy left for a life whatsoever.
My head is spinning and tired from hearing a lot of new information and meeting so many new people every day.
But I survived.
Sometimes life is crazy and we feel like we’ll never get off the super fast track.
Sometimes the journey takes us through the valley and into darkness.
Sometimes we’re in a waiting position and feel really uncomfortable in the in between.
Sometimes we hear nothing but white noise and lies.
We can’t always change the circumstances we find ourselves in, but we can develop the attitude we have towards them.
It comes down to the question: what do we listen to?
Do we listen to the voices that tell us to give up?
That things will never get better?
That we have somehow misunderstood God about the next step in our life?
Or do we learn to listen between the lines?
To be silent once in a while to hear the soft whispers of truth?
The encouraging words of new colleagues between lessons.
The smile of a stranger on the street.
The laughter about yourself once in a while.
A small breakthrough in an uncertain situation.
The sense of peace that in the end He will take good care of us.
What – or maybe who – do you listen to?
Writing for Five Minute Friday today.