It's all in how you respond

So, this feels like the worst freaking week ever...and it's only Wednesday.

Today, I'm trying to recover from a terrible night, and the question that keeps coming to mind is, how should I respond to this? I know the "good Christian" answer is God is still there, he never changes, and all things work out for the good...blah blah blah. Honestly, I'm not feeling that answer right now.

Here's a quick breakdown of what the week looked like:

Wednesday: Up late writing and sketching ideas for Southeast's Mission series. These ideas will add more work to my already crowded plate. There is no closure as I realize I don't actually understand what the new mission statement means.

Thursday: Meeting with leadership about the new ideas. Most of my work from the previous night is a waste. New ideas are generated that add more work.

Friday: I begin my fast (food and media). I don't know what to do with myself without Twitter. The medicine the baby has for his ear infection isn't working, in fact it's getting worse.

Saturday: Good family time in the morning. I have this raging anger that I can't seem to keep under control. I'm a schmuck for breaking the food portion of my fast early because I can't handle it. While tossing a baseball around with my brothers, I take a pitch to the toe.

Sunday: Great family time (thanks to my media fast). I break the media fast at an incredible Night of Worship event. I'm up sick for half the night as stress from Saturday (anger and injury) catches up with me.

Monday: Redesigning the Mission series art as other projects, due by the weekend, pile up.

Tuesday: Still reworking the Mission series art. More projects pile up. The day winds down with and ER trip because my two year old burned his hand on the stove. The day isn't over yet. Another trip to the ER as I wake up to an allergic reaction to something I ate.

I know none of these on their own are really that big of a deal (excluding two emergency room trips in one night), but when they get stacked like that, man!

Here I am, recovering and wondering; how do I respond to such a difficult week?

I asked for some scriptural help through Twitter and Facebook. Maybe they will help you, too.

The Lamentations passage is the one that really resonated with me:

21 Yet I still dare to hope
when I remember this:

22 The faithful love of the Lord never ends!s
His mercies never cease.
23 Great is his faithfulness;
his mercies begin afresh each morning.
24 I say to myself, "The Lord is my inheritance;
therefore, I will hope in him!"

25 The Lord is good to those who depend on him,
to those who search for him.
26 So it is good to wait quietly
for salvation from the Lord.

What do you rest in when the <expletive> hits the fan? What passages draw you back to God and/or back to your purpose? If you're not a follower of Christ, what do you do?

It's that first bit on vs 21 that really connects with me; yet I still dare to hope. Hope is a risky affair, but the only way to keep going. There must be something to work toward. I could sit and mope and whine. I could rest on feeling sorry for myself. I could blame God.

Right now, that just feels like it would be so much work! I don't have time or energy for that. I would rather just hope we'll turn a corner soon, and things will get better. I know God is in control. That's not to blame him, but to surrender and know that he has my best interests in heart.

Where do you go when you're world gets crazy? What scriptures work for you?