“Phil! Phil Conners, [is that you]?!”
Do you ever have days where you feel like Phil Conners, reliving Groundhog Day…over, and over, again?!
Some days…if I wake up hearing that.same.song.just.one.more.time. I may just let out the most epic, blood-curling scream, followed by a river….an overflow…of tears that would take years to unflood.
Most days, I see where God has brought me from. I see all that He has done for me. Peace washes over me, and I know to whom I belong.
And some days, I’m weary of the fight. I’m at my limit. I-just-can’t-do-it-anymore.
I’m the toddler throwing herself on the ground, screaming, rolling around, crying, screeching…and then, getting up and walking away like nothing ever happened.
Side note: I imagine my Heavenly Father, smiling, shaking His head, and saying: “My beloved, dear daughter…get up. This is not how we act. Get up and use your big girl words.”
And- you need to know…that all of those are o.k.
It’s part of the process, the journey…
Some days are a breeze.
Some days are hard as heck.
Some days are for uprooting the weeds in our heart…
And, some days are Groundhog Days….
But, even Phil Conners figured out how to get past living the same day over and over….
You and I can, too.
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