Sunday, July 15, 2007


Not so cranky anymore.

As I've experienced a million times, a few hours of sleep puts an amazing distance between me and my crankiness. And, as I suspected, I felt more embarrassment about airing my pity party than anything else. Just thought I'd let you know in case anyone's been praying for me. You have, right? Right? ;-)

I love sitting in sacrament meeting and getting that peaceful feeling that everything will be okay. Even though the world is filled with injustices and hypocrisy and bigotry, it's worth having hope and optimism. The hymn in my ward today made me cry. You've probably never heard it before:

Come, come, ye saints, no toil nor labor fear;
But with joy, wend your way.
Though hard to you this journey may appear,
Grace shall be as your day.
’Tis better far for us to strive
Our useless cares from us to drive;
Do this, and joy your hearts will swell
All is well! All is well!

It really is, you know. All is well.


Gimple said...

I'm glad that you are feeling better. Everyone needs a pity party every once in a while. I will continue to pray for you. Everybody needs that little extra help, even in times of happiness. Have a great week!

Mr. Fob said...

Well, don't expect me to keep praying for you. I only pray for people who are genuinely cranky, not just tired.

Elbow said...

I just want you to know that I love you and I think you're great. I'm glad you're feeling better, cause you deserve all the happiness in the world.

Brady said...

We sang the same song in sacrament meeting today. It really hit me too. Although I was more touched by the 4th verse, "And should we die before our journey's through, Happy day! All is Well! We then are free from toil and sorrow too..."

Sorry, I don't mean to be depressing, but I couldn't resist. I'm glad to hear you're feeling better. I find these moods come in cycles anyway. I'm hoping I'll feel better after a few hours of sleep too.

gentlefriend said...

Thanks for your grouchy openness as well as your description of Sabbath peace. Your cranky post caused me to think, "Welcome to the Club." I have felt that way many times. Sleep can have wonderful healing powers. But it is also good to leave our bag of irritants (those things that we wish weren't)at the door. It is so nice to feel those things that Really Are through sacred emblems and hymns. Putting things in a clearer perspective helps me approach Monday morning with greater strength.

My problem is letting go of the irritants so that I can pick and taste the fruit.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for letting us all know that we aren't the only ones who suffer from the strain of being sensitive, though still manly (of course), men.