I'm a mess.
Like, a bundle of bones laying on my bedroom floor each day after work whilst sobbing mess.
A very big mess.
No, it doesn't effect my worth.
But it does effect my lashes.
And my post-stroke schtuff.
And my fatigue.
And, I'm just a mess.
The divorce is final.
There is yet another garnishment coming from my paycheck due to a medical bills.
Oh, because of the divorce I will now be getting $200 less each paycheck.
I have no idea how I will pay August's rent.
I'm a BIG MESS.
Oh, and I was called a "bully" today by my boss.
So, there's that.
Going pretty well.
This morning, as I dumped my bones onto the floor from the bed already in tears - I opened my scriptures up to my current chapter.
Nephi is talking, again.
That dude is LEGIT.
He's talking about how he has not had a super easy time...
His own brothers have tried repeatedly to kill him;
His dad died in the freaking wilderness;
He was tied up with cords on a ship in a HUGE storm withOUT Dramamine;
He's watched his loved ones give birth in the freaking wilderness;
He had to cut a guy's head off;
BUT, he's always felt a great pull to the Spirit.
He believes in God.
He believes that Christ is coming.
He believes in prayer.
He talks about how when things are really tough, he has faith in God and asks Him to remove the stumbling blocks in front of him.
I did that this morning, People.
I BEGGED God to remove some of these stumbling blocks.
I'm doing all I can do.
ALL I can do.
I've always worked more than one job.
No distractions.
Tithing.
Working my butt off (even though I'm a bully).
And Mama needs these stumbling blocks pushed out of the way so that I can move forward.
Mind praying for me??
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