I’m afraid to type this up in Blogger because the internet keeps crashing.
I’m so frustrated. I think it’s hormones, but that’s not an excuse. It seems to just ride along and build up for a while and then all come crashing down at once. I need to find the root of this. I’m sure it’s self. I literally could just really tear somebody up right now.
As I’m typing this, I feel it melting away and it seems like it will be followed by tears.
It snowed today. A lot. And it’s really pretty. But I want nothing more than to go to bed. And that’s not an option right now.
My husband has been trying to be sweet, but he’s not getting it. I don’t know how to tell him what I need to, but then I think it’s just me and my being emotionally led. It’s frustrating to try to decide what’s what.
My parents still don’t talk much about anything with me. I feel like an outcast. I know that’s not entirely abnormal for the position we’re in. It’s not right, though. But I know they will see. Probably. Well, for sure one day, anyway, but maybe later than sooner. I so wish they weren’t like they are, but it’s their choice.
There are so many things I want. I want fresh revelation from Jesus for myself. I want to take pictures with a good camera. I want my kids to stop leaving the doors open when it’s 29 degrees outside. I want to not have to clean the kitchen 5 times per day – it would make sense for somebody else (anybody else) to do something. I want to get away with my husband somewhere for a few days – we’ve never done that. I want my family to support me. I want to go to school tomorrow, but probably won’t be able to with the weather. I want the boys to keep their rooms clean. I want their bathroom clean. I want to not be so very selfish. I want righteousness. I want to walk in the Blessing. I want to be the answer to somebody’s prayer. I want to be used by God. I want others to see Him and not me. I want to walk out my salvation with fear and trembling. I want all the Promises of God – I know they are yes and amen in Jesus. I want to pray for the sick and watch them recover. I want to see signs and wonders follow me because I believe.
I get Paul’s struggle in Romans 7.
But, thank you, Jesus for Romans 8! Thank you that I have no condemnation because I am in You. Thank you that I can put off the stinky me of just a few minutes ago in favor of righteousness. Thank you that I am righteous and truly holy in you. Thank you for my new nature. Thank you for your promises.
I'm laughing to myself as I read this. You said of my post that I described you and here I am reading a post that describes me! Perhaps we were predestined to be friends. Nice to meet you Katie!
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