Father? I need to take a break. I don’t know what’s my problem? Maybe, I don’t have any problems? Am I looking to create a problem? Just leave it up to me, for sure, I can come up with something! There is no need for me to be in a limbo concerning what to do, but! There are several choices. I do not have the incentive to choose any of them. The truth? You tell me: “Do nothing. Sit still. Write, publish and optimize. I am doing the rest.”
So? What’s so hard about that? Hum! I’m expecting to see some of that rest, but! Not much is changing. Same situations day in and day out. That’s what got me puzzled! O my Father! Help Your little girl. You alone can put up with me. I can’t even put up with own self, how can I expect for others to put up with me? Bless my heart! It’s now 12:28 pm. Going to family.
Friday, October 13, 2017 at 7:12 pm.
Father? I wish I could cry. I just came back from the family. The more I interact with people the more discouraged I get. Everyday talk about food and trivialities just gets to me. But then? What’s the sense in talking just for the sake of talking even if it is about deep things? We need Your touch, my Father. We need You! Only You can satisfy the longings of our souls.
Saturday, October 14, 2017 at 7:53 am.
Well, O my Father—O Father of mine? Thanks for the uplift! So? How did You do it? How do You get me out of these pickles I find myself in? Moments when the monotony of earthly lives gets to me to the point of despair. Moments when the word “love” gets me ill. What shows my shamelessly begging for attention? My forever, “If you love me, why don’t you call or come to visit me?”
