I'm tired. Worn out. Exausted. And I only worked a little over 7 hours today! Of course, it would happen that we were slow until everyone else left--then I got slammed for the last hour and a half I was there. Alone. Without help.
I tell you this, not for your pity (although cash and food are both accepted if you DO feel sorry for me,) but to make this point: I'm tired...but God isn't. It's a relief to know that I have a God on my side Who will never experience weariness. My hardest day cannot even put a dent in His ability to carry me through.
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