Thoughts from the black hole I call by brain...
It has been a tiresome week. Lots of issues from the past creeping up, topped up with some circumstantial and financial inconveniences is almost enough to make me scream. Yet I don't. I am calm as life goes on. Next week I will be working two full-time jobs. It is going to be hectic for a while until hours get sorted out and and the high school kids are available more. So please forgive me if I seem to fall off the face of the earth for a few weeks. But think of me and pray for strength, health, sleep, and endurance (oh and some sort of recreation in my life).
Things are difficult at home but I have come to accept that. Maybe I shouldn't but what choice do I have? The only one I have control over is me. I am far from perfect but I take itsy bitsy strides towards improving whether my family sees it or not. I love them and am thankful for the opportunities they have provided for me, and hopefully they will come to see me as somewhat of a success and as a person who has goals, dreams, and something to offer.
As I was sitting in my car this week in the rain, just listening to it (and some Dave Matthews...there is nothing like a little Dave in the rain) I started composing a few sentences. This is what I wrote...
Sometimes my faith seems scarce and seemingly nonexistent. Then comes the rain. The rain makes me think that God is crying. As God's heart breaks, the deluge begins splattering all my sin and the sin of others. Yet there is hope. My windshield wipers remind me of God's infinite forgiveness. Just as they monotonously perform the same task,God repeatedly and consistently forgives me without fail.
That's all and maybe it sounds juvenile or silly to some but it comforted me so I decided to share. Sharing is a good lesson.
