Out of the blues

I haven't written a word in two weeks, but today I needed to write.  I was in a bit of a funk.  Actually, it was more than a "bit" of a funk.  Part of last week and the first of this week, I was in such a state that I was ready to quit my job, not just quit but walk out.  To do what?  Well, write, if the right opportunity came along.  But, do nothing was looking good.  Besides, as writers know, helping to feed your family when you are just starting out isn't too likely anyway.  My mood was pretty dark, and I wasn't feeling very happy in a general way.  As it would turn out, I had a church board meeting on Tuesday. (I'm on the board of LWCC, check us out if you get the chance!)  We were talking about where all of the board members are spiritually, and what one dear friend of mine said helped to adjust my mindset.  Without divulging too much, let's just say that this person has so much on her plate that anyone who was under this much pressure would break, if it were not for God's help.  She basically stated that she surrendered her problems to God and asked His wisdom about how to handle it all, and in the end, she found the kind of peace only He can give.  Her words were a reminder to me that I am not the one in control here and that I needed to give all of my own stresses over to God to handle--the kids (grades, weight issues, teen-stuff, etc.), the husband (who's job keeps him away from home most evenings), the job (UGH!), and even the stresses of my church.  So, I did, and what do you know?  Suddenly I'm feeling a bit better.  Maybe I'm finally headed out of the blues.