In my messy life that in no way reflects the life of someone who has it all together, I am faced with  aggravating, frustrating, disappointing, humiliating, and overwhelming moments. I'm certain that you are too. They come some days within moments of waking, minutes before arriving at church, right in front of our neighbors, right as we finally fall asleep, or just all day long. Like the night that the dish of enchiladas exploded sending glass and our yummy dinner all over the kitchen, melting holes in the linoleum. Or recently when I decluttered the boys' room, throwing away an old computer keyboard that had over $100 hidden in it. Yep. Mom of the year right here.I wish I could say that I handle all of these moments in Polly Anna fashion, but I don't. My neighbor commented yesterday that I must be using drugs or cages to manage six children. So, Bud, here's a few of my responses to life's difficult days. These are in no particular order and I will not reveal the severity or frequency of them.*hide in my bathtub and cry*eat cocoa pebbles in my bed while watching Pride and Prejudice*leave the house and hide at Panera Bread*hide in my closet and cry*scream off the back deck*eat peanut M&Ms in bed while watching Everybody Loves Raymond*hide in the laundry room*leave the house and hide at Starbucks*eat peanut butter pretzels in bed while watching Pride and Prejudice*go on strike and make everyone eat cereal for dinnerNo, I'm not proud. You get it, though, right? You have moments like those. I didn't even list the worst in me. The yelling at my kids, the silent treatments, the heaping of guilt on them. The voice of that imaginary "good mom" hounds me with words like, "You're a pastor's wife and you act like that?" I hate her. She followed me around for years and still tries to get in my house. I just keep running her off. Here's the beautiful part. The grace of God pursues me too, continually inviting me to cry out to him. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. 1 Peter 5:7  Trust in him at all times, you people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge. Psalm 62:8 Instead of running to my Pumpkin Spice Latte, Jesus is asking me to run to him. Susanna Wesley had 16 children! She would pull her apron up over her head to pray. The children knew when they saw the apron on her head to leave her alone because they knew she was praying. I'm not sure my children know that I'm praying.There will always be those moments. Is God your refuge today? Can you throw it all on him? His love for you is big. Encourage another woman today as she tries to run and hide with her latte to ask Jesus to come along.Jesus, thank you that we don't have to run and hide to escape our anxieties. Your grace is enough for us. We try to be super heroes, but we need you. Thank you for your invitation to bring it all to you.  AmenI invite your comments today!