The days just seem to fly by even though each day is a never-ending nightmare.
I am finding comfort in all the carbs I can set my hands on. I must repent of this. I hate this feeling.
I hope that I shall soon break. God please snap me. Pour me out. I cant take any more, but I can.
I am fighting a spirit of depression. My trust i in Christ. Faith is all that I have. But, is trusting God all that you need? I keep asking Him what do I need to do.
Peter Bourke’s thing comes to mind. I am lost when I consider the craziness that happened on the mountain with Larry. Seminary – what does that mean? What is the timing on anything? What is the deal with Kelby? God was in it. God was in them all.
What do YOU want me to do?