I'm SAD

Not really, but I do think I have Seasonal Affective Disorder. I LOVE the Fall, but today's rainy weather was an unwelcome glimpse into a homebound winter. I don't know about anyone else, but this whole idea of our economy totally crashing and the prospect of not being able to afford sending Hill to college and never being able to sell our house (it's not for sale) and not being able to go out to eat or go on vacation...was eating at me. Then, in addition to my totally selfish thoughts half of which were ridiculous and spoiled brat worthy, the little green eyed monster started to invade. If we had more money than I could..how come they can and I can't...why can other people afford to and I can't...I'm over here counting pennies and they get to... I mean, I just want to buy a pumpkin for my front porch and not worry about it. Then I went through the whole guilt of my thoughts. I am selfish and ungrateful yet incredibly fortunate and blessed and I don't want to be that jealous person and tear others down just to make myself feel better. I want to be happy with what I have, I should be happy with what I have. Seriously, husband, child, family, friends (who apparently love me despite being crazy) roof to cover my head, and did I mention that I just got home from the beach? Get some perspective Lynlee! Well, I did. After my morning of wallowing around and feeling sorry for myself, I got in the car (I have a car, I should be thankful)and turned on the radio. These lyrics courtesy of Leeland hit me like a ton of bricks, I was just listening, thinking, yes, that is how I feel, then BOOM, perspective. I feel totally re-energized. Thank you God.


Living in the same town
For all these years
Doing the same old things
Hanging with the same crowd
And it’s starting to get crippling

You’ve never felt in place
And you tell yourself it’s all okay
But something’s different today
You want to run the opposite way

And it seems like you’re locked in a cage
And you need to find a way of escape
When everyone is setting the pace
It’s okay to run the opposite way

The Father sent His Son down
The light of men
The cross He bore was crippling
Rejected in His own town
They couldn’t see the sun shining
He knelt in the garden and prayed
Father, let this cup pass from me
It’s not Your will for me to stay
Your will for me is the opposite way

And it seemed like He was locked in a cage
And He couldn’t find away of escape
But through the cross He conquered the grave
My Jesus ran the opposite way

Oh, and through the cross He conquered the grave
Oh, He ran the opposite way
Yeah, through the cross He conquered the grave
So you could run the opposite way