As I'm moving forward, I find myself stuck in a quagmire of anger and hurt; this is a dangerous mix, especially when I'm trying this year to capture my thoughts and keep my tongue under control. I can only say that over the past couple of days, my tongue has won the battle. I'm not giving up, I know I've been forgiven, and I know that I'm making progress.
I wish, no, I want respect; I want the Elders at my church and the members of the congregation where I serve to respect me. I want my children to respect me. There are a lot of "I's" in this post and as I've been told before, it's not about me.
I'm calling this blog "A greatful journey." Maybe I need to remember what I'm thankful for -
- a home with a mortgage payment that I can afford.
- a job.
- a two year old car, which is paid for.
- money in savings.
- two children who love me.
- my dogs who love me unconditionally.
- a Savior that loves me and forgives me
- enough food to eat.
- a warm house to sleep in.
- warm clothes to wear.
- cable TV & internet
- friends and family who love me.
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