First World Problems

Every once in a while I will have one of those days where everything seems to be working against me, but for every day of rain there is one of sunshine. Well... this is not the case where we live, both literally and figuratively. There are plenty more days of sun than rain, and we have countless more blessings than trials.

I was reminded of that today. I learned that the mother of two children in our primary has been incarcerated, and that a father of a different family was just deported. The father of the first two children works from 1 pm to 3 am so he has relied heavily on babysitting from people in the branch. However, the youngest boy, around five years old, had a nervous breakdown yesterday because he just wanted to be home. 

My kids won't ever have that kind of experience... assuming constance. Whatever my worries or fears or even discomforts, they do not compare to what people--even people I associate with every single week-- struggle with.

There is a magnet on the refrigerator here that I see quite often while doing the dishes and wallowing in my sorrow. I love the reminder:

GOD grant me the

Serenity

TO ACCEPT the things

I cannot change;

Courage

TO CHANGE the things

I can; and

Wisdom

TO KNOW the difference.