Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid. As I told a friend today, this probably won't be my week - hasn't been since Saturday night when my husband locked his keys in the car, along with my purse and the other set of keys. But, you know, that, when a car door is shut with the locks set, it can no longer be opened without a key, safely. Then we came home to a broken electric garage door, and was unable to get my car out for church Sunday morning.
Emotions sometimes are hard to control.
I am a person that sheds tears mostly instead of getting mad and screaming, when I'm hurt by the thoughtless things that people do. The car lock or garage door didn't upset me to the point of tears - just upsetting. But people, when they intentionally or untentionally, however little, do something that leaves me out of something that I had looked forward to, then the tears flow. It's just a release, I suppose of my 'emotions' - God's way of letting the healing process begin even before I realize I've been so hurt. In a way, I suppose this is best, because so many people are unable to cry.