"I'm tired of this!" I said to my Lord, "tired of the pain and the canceling of plans and the doctor's offices and no energy to do anything - not chores, not even fun stuff! I'm sick of it!!!"
"Poop!" I thought,"My head is killing me, I'm cranky and peevish and I want to quit. I've had it."
And what did my Lord say to me?
He waited. And waited. And waited until my tantrum was over and I was silent.
In the deep peace of His silence, He brought these words to me: "My grace is sufficient for you, for my strength is made perfect (Amplified: "builds a tent over you") in weakness" 2Cor 12:9
And it is.
His grace shelters me - like a tent - quiets me, protects me.
Is God big enough for my tantrums?
Yes, He is - and what's more, He loves me through them. His tenderness has pitched a tent over me and kept me through 24 years and counting of illness, and 15 more before that.
He knows what my spirit needs to cause me to seek Him - to seek Him in my tantrums as well as my praise.
And He knows what your spirit needs as well.