Today went fairly well considering how tired I’ve been. I got all my laundry cleaned up yesterday and will work on Bob’s tomorrow. I worked up dinner, nothing very complicated tonight after doing something fairly complex last night. BUt I’m trying.
That is the most frustrating thing–I keep trying and trying and feel like I am getting nowhere in my life. I just asked God flat out this afternoon what was I supposed to be doing RIGHT NOW. And I got the scripture from Ecclesiastes 3 1-8. “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to uproot. A time to kill and a time to heal. A time to tear down and a time to build. A time to weep and a time to laugh. A time to mourn and a time to dance. A time to scatter stone and a time to gather them. A time to embrace and a time to refrain. A time to search and a time to give up. a time to keep and a time to throw away. A time to tear and a time to mend. A time to be silent and a time to speak, a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.”
So okay. I know that. l get that. But what is it you want me to do now? What season am I in? I still don’t know the answer. All I know is how to put one foot in front of the other and do the best I can.