Finding Joy in the Rain.

Have you ever yelled at God? It's something I've gotten rather good at these past couple of months... Honestly? I recommend it. It's weird because I very rarely get mad and it's even more rare for me to yell at somebody. I'll get annoyed or sad... but mad? Almost never. Yet here I am... in my car... sitting in front of Home Depot after just having spent my drive here yelling at God. I might should say "yelling to" God instead of "yelling at" him. I'm not actually mad at God. He's just the one that gets the joy (and by joy, I mean the curse) of knowing and hearing my every thought and emotion. Today I'm yelling at God because I'm an idiot and I think I know what's best for me... Typical. But a beautiful thing about knowing God is that he would rather me be screaming & crying to him, than not talking to him at all. Recently, I've been begging God to take a specific struggle from me. I've been pretty desperate t...

I work at an emergency and homeless shelter for kids in foster care and for kids whose parents don't want them. These are some of my summer memories.  Sometimes I get off work and I scream and I cry and I yell at God. Sometimes I get off work and my heart is so full and happy that my 30 minute ride home is full of worship music and thankfulness. And sometimes--most of the time-I get off work and all I want to do is sit in my room and cry. I'm shaking as I stand between a 15 and 17 year old cussing me out and screaming at each other and me as I try to keep them separated. They've been yelling at each other for the past 30 minutes and at this point I'm not sure anymore how to diffuse the situation. They are both at least 5 inches and 50 pounds heavier than me. I pretend to be the adult in the situation, but I am very aware that these two could easily knock me out... I made it a personal goal to try and bridge the gap between my world and yours. I felt successful the...