Today was a good day. Work wasn't too crazy, it was manageable compared to the Monday holiday yesterday. When I got home I had the energy to do a lot of things I needed/wanted to do including cooking, studying, and very meticulous songwriting.
But it was right before I went to read this evening that a lot of the harder things that happened today started to weigh on me. For example, I remembered a confrontation between a customer...taking complaints from customers is not fun. I beat myself up about how I respond, because I'm never very good at knowing how to respond. I wonder how people can be so rude sometimes. There are a lot of thoughts that go through my head.
And then I read about how seeds are planted and they grow overnight. Faith as small as a mustard seed. My faith can move mountains.
Even though today was a good day and I think my job is fine most of the time, there are still moments in every single day that suck! And I can tend to focus on those sometimes. But God, I hope someday I'll see that my faith made a difference.
Jesus is mighty and big within me now, whether I see that or not. He is planting seeds, growing seeds, moving mountains, now, now, now. And may I believe it.