Crying in the car

I had a crying in the car moment this week. Fresh off the heels of my "I can handle these changes post", I get the news that I have gestational diabetes. I drive home in shock, tears streaming down my face. Unabashedly, red, splotchy faced crying. Joslyn in the back wondering what happened to mommy. And I drive, and they keep coming. At home I fall into my hubby's arms and cry some more.

It's moments like these I treasure in Celebrate Recovery. The moment someone shares in small group, with tears streaming down their face, "I can't do this." And we cry with them. Women sharing in each other's pain. But the great thing is that by the end of the group, most of them realize that is it. WE can't do this. We can't handle these pressures. We can't handle the grief. BUT GOD CAN! I think He on purposely gives us these moments to remind us who can handle these moments. It takes problem after problem piling up for me to finally get it and fall to my knees. Everything in this world says YOU CAN DO THIS. You need to handle this to be right. To look good to those around you. To be accepted and loved. You have to be strong. NO! I can't. I can't be strong. I shouldn't be strong. I should be weak. Because in my weakness He is strong. He shines through. He is waiting for me to hand over the problem. To include Him in the equation. So I do not have any shame for crying in the car. I do not have shame saying I can't handle it. Because thankfully I have a father that will take care of it for me. He will make me strong. He will remind me what to do. He will hold me in those moments and plan the way. Thank you Lord for crying in the car moments.