I am extremely depressed this morning. This may be a “monthly.” I find myself hyper-self-critical; ready to take anything someone may say the wrong way; ready to snap.
I’m dealing with various issues in various places that may help explain it, but as opposed to engaging in excuses or blame, I need to deal with what is.
I was in Dunkin’ Donuts at 9:00 and chose to check the library schedule for this week; to chart out what days I would go to the library and what other days I would go to church.
Psalm 150:6: “Let all things that have breath praise the Lord.”
At the homeless shelter where I stay, we’re required to attend chapel every night. Monday, for the first time in months, Jervis Ray preached. His text was Psalm 23. However, he was soon enough back to his same old same old, haranguing us that we’re not grateful enough for our “blessings.” “God woke you up in your right mind,” with the use of two arms and two legs.
He calls us to praise God that our bootstraps aren’t like others’. “There are lots of people in hospitals who don’t know where they are.”
That stung me, as my oldest brother will be soon enough in just that state.
What did Jesus mean by those terms? Continue reading Repentance and conversion
One never need face the ultimate authority. It is, nonetheless, in charge.
Resilience
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Music: Badfinger, “No Matter What”
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Seeking ways to occupy myself, I chose to resurrect the composition of my second book, Get on your feet. Reading the portions that have already been written, I found that they’re so meritorious as to deserve publication right away, without waiting to write the rest of the book. So, I uploaded them.
They’re here:
At least, not for people like me.[*]
 Ashley Olsen |
 Grace Park |
 Ciara |
Decisions, decisions.
Continue reading Choosing what to want isn’t a no-brainer, either.
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