Searching for Color

I finally finished it!

I have run myself into the ground. 

Nights of sleeplessness until midnight and then waking up with the birds at 5:30 am.

Days full of running from one thing to another with no consistency from day to day.

The seeming inability to eat enough calories to keep myself feeling well.

The emotional roller coaster of having two people seriously interested in me at once.

The lack of contact with my good friends who are all busy taking finals.

Knowing my grandma has terminal cancer.

Seeing my mother struggle to grieve for my grandma.

Planning a much needed vacation with my sister.

Working two tense elections as a poll worker.

There is just so much to feel hopeless about.

I struggle to find color and beauty in the life I am living because it all seems so buried by pain and conflict. 

I watch dear childhood friends embracing gays as brothers and sisters in Christ.

Hear of other friends with serious health issues. 

Watch an Uncle die while refusing to trust the Lord.

So often I forget that a painting would never be beautiful without the dark colors to provide contrast with the bright ones.

Never regret a day in your life:

Good days give happiness, bad days give experience,

Worst days give lessons, and best days give memories.

(I did not come up with this quote but I also cannot find who did)