I fell in.
But I found the way out. God's strong hands. He grabbed me by the armpits and pulled me out with His superGod arms. He did it a few days ago as I mourned the end of summer break and the start of a new season of my life. The one where both of my children go to school all day and I learn how to be a different kind of mom. He showed me that my youngest starting kindergarten is really not about me. He reminded me that it's been His plan all along. This growing up thing.
And He started teaching me a new song.
I like new songs.
"I waited patiently for the LORD;
he turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the slimy pit,
out of the mud and mire;
he set my feet on a rock
and gave me a firm place to stand.
He put a new song in my mouth,
a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see and fear
and put their trust in the LORD."