So much to say and no one to listen. No one to pull the weeds out of the random thoughts taking root in my head. Somewhere in there is a garden of good ideas and fossils of righteousness embedded in the sedimentary consequences of sin. Today is difficult. Yesterday broke me. Tomorrow may bring something different. Maybe. Maybe not. I won't know until I get there. I won't get there if I quit today. Helpless opining. Unable to choose wisely in my own affairs; rock-solid certain I know what you should do. Arrogance sprinkled on wisdom. I am a jerk . A riptide of anxiety to pull me under or a measure of hope to hold me fast. Which will it be? A taproot of bitterness or joy? Ephesians 5:15-17 English Standard Version (ESV) 15 Look carefully then how you walk, not as unwise but as wise, 16 making the best use of the time, because the days are evil. 17 Therefore do not be foolish, but understand what the will of the Lord is.
Musing of a mostly sane, perfectly saved and yet entirely flawed bible believing woman and biblical counselor.