I’m ashamed to say that as is often the case I was feeling sorry for myself earlier. I don’t know why really. No particular reason. I’m just not very good at seeing the big picture sometimes.
And then : I started thinking of the little boy who has fallen into our local river and not been found this week, thinking of and praying for his family and friends. I cannot imagine the pain they are feeling at the moment. It’s so desperately sad.
When things like that are going on in the world who am I to worry about the little things? I do have a comfort. I believe God is on my side just as I believe he is alongside that family at the moment.