Of course, following “a good day” (see yesterday’s post), there is a “not-so-good-day.” It was fine, but I just had to laugh at the circumstances that made it more trying than the previous day. I wondered, “Is this because I boasted about having a good day?” “Is it just impossible for me to have two …
Yesterday was a good day. What made it a good day was the absence of stress (or at least a considerable decrease in pressure). It seems kind of pitiful that I dread five out of seven days of each week. I never wanted to be one of those working for the weekend or living for …
I’m not using my time wisely. It’s frustrating. There’s so much to do that it gets overwhelming, then I get so overwhelmed that I just can’t do anything. It kind of reminds me of when I was a kid (or maybe I still do this), and I’d try something new. If I couldn’t do it …
We’ve been praying together for four whole years. I can hardly believe it. Thank you for your faithfulness and for your perseverance. There were so many times I wanted to quit. Satan crept in and filled me with doubt as to my accomplishing anything here. I felt isolated and alone like my words were falling …
