Cry Out to Jesus

So today I find myself fighting the urge to:

• be angry at: 
• God - I've been so faithful....why didn't this work
• dumb parents around me who don't know how to raise their children (a student of mine showed up without ever meeting me on the first day with no school supplies, and no note as to how they wanted him to get home today, nor did they return my several phone calls asking how he would be getting home. Really?! These people get to be parents?!)
• smart parents who I'm angry with simply because they're parents
• those who don't act the way I want them to act (why is life continuing as it normally does?! why aren't people crying with me and mourning this news?)
• be jealous: there are so many parents out there who don't want to be parents; who are bad parents; or worst of all are wonderful parents, that I completely envy and want their lives.
• ask why
• throw a pity party, cry, and eat ice cream (which I'm not gonna lie, that DQ run we just made did help a little!)

Well driving home from our much needed ice cream, we turned on the radio. And as always, through my anger, my tears, my questioning of God, He still wrapped His arms around me and whispered He's got this under control and He loves us.

I do have complete faith in God that this journey is going to lead us to you. However, today I am hurting and I know that is okay. And so, I will cry out to Jesus, hold strong to my faith, and pray for that day when we finally meet you.