If the skies above you are gray

I'm struggling a little bit today. I'm homesick for where I moved from, or where my parents live, or even where Steven's parents live...really just anywhere that's ever felt like home. I didn't get enough sleep and I'm worn out. I have work I absolutely must accomplish this morning, but I don't feel well and I'm having such a hard time concentrating and figuring out what exactly needs to be done. I just want to go back to bed for a while, but that's not an option at all. I have to get through this day. I'm trying to hold it together, but it's not going well. "I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within me."  BUT "I waited patiently for the LORD; and He inclined to me and heard my cry. He brought me up out of the pit of destruction, out of the miry clay, and He set my feet upon a rock making my footsteps firm. He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God; Many will see and fear and will trust in the LORD."