Without going into detail, suffice it to say, I had a bad morning. Well, that was an understatement, but again, without detail, I had a bad morning.
I needed some time to collect my thoughts and let my eyes unpoof before heading into work to take care of people with bigger problems that what I was facing.
After a quick lunch, despite the fact hunger wasn’t registering, I went for a walk among the pines. I found it hard to pray. I was too numb to pray. After I paced a park for awhile, I plopped down on a bench. AlI wanted to do was curl up in the fetal position and cry….but that was neither the time nor the place for that to happen.
So I layed back and looked up. This was my view.
A simple reminder that I live in a paradise under long leaf pines and the Lord was smiling at me, sitting with me, as he always does. It brought a smile to my face.
My situation is not hopeless — there is 1 shard of hope — a long shot by the set standards, but that remains to be seen. If I ever grow the intestinal fortitude to explain the vagueness, well, that too remains to be seen.
I do not know what’s next. Or where this journey will lead. But I know Him.