believe

Sometimes the pits we fall into are so deep and dark it can be hard to see out of them. I was so stuck in my stuff yesterday I'm not sure I could tell you much about the service I went to. I couldn't even sing which is unusual for me. One of the hymns I don't think I'd come across before and couldn't tell you what it was called to look it up or anything. But there was an apt bit in the 3rd verse about us being angels to one another - it was just after one of my lovely friends had appeared from behind me with 3 new tissues cos she had clearly spotted I'd worked my way through my whole tissues and reached the rageddy scraps in my pocket.
Last night another lovely friend gave me a tiny - size of a pen lid - sign that says "believe in yourself and all that you are" I've hung it next to my bed to remind me. She clearly believes in me and I know she's not the only one. I bet there's loads of people who believe in you, even in those times when you doubt too.
I've made an earl grey as I'm unusually going to help run a group, even tho it's a Monday, so I need to get motivated. As yet another lovely friend would say "Keep the Faith".