It was a good day, until I crested the hill & saw the landscape around me pan out. The trials in my upcoming schedule make me want to go to bed & hibernate through the holidays. All of us want to grow but none of us want to go through the pain of stretching. But as one by one the problems reared their ugly heads & all I wanted to do was moan about it, God whispered in my ear. "Ask for help, don't you know I'll provide for it?"