Are we there yet?

It's been a really bad day. The kind of day that feels overwhelming and never ending. Assuming that God is in the driver's seat and I am strapped into a kiddie car seat in the back, my only recurring thought is:

"Are we there yet????"

I know I am being a whiny child, impatiently looking for answers to questions I don't even truly understand yet. Why can't I understand? Why won't He give me understanding? Why does life have be so hard??

I am a middle aged woman, shouldn't I have at least some of this stuff figured out?

But I don't. And right at this very moment understanding seem a lifetime away. So, like a child, I am clinging to my Father's hand. I am trusting in the only thing I can, He loves me.

Tomorrow will be better.