Right now I’m just wondering how I got here. How did I end up in this place? What do I need to do next?
Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale.
Is any of this worth it? Am I going to try and try and my efforts be in vain? Right now, I feel like I need to get my ducks in a row and build my wall.
Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale.
How long do I let this drag out? Months? Years?
Waiting on God. It’s only been two weeks and it seems like it’s been years. In the back of my mind, even as I type this, I hear in a soft small voice, “Be still. Be still. Be still.” He knows I’m about to give up. He knows I’m about to just say, “Screw this all. I’m done.”
6 months? Do I owe him that? Do I owe my little ladies that? Right now, I’m pondering in my head how to keep him at a distance without hurting my children.
As you can see, I am in a very mad stage right now. So, ya know… It’s not all strength and faith.
We had a great weekend. I hate having to guard myself. It’s not supposed to be that way is it? You shouldn’t have to feel like you need to wear armor around your heart regarding the one you love. AH! Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it. Prov. 4:23 I’m so bad at that. Ok, from here on out. I’ve just got to.
Here’s my question… Where is the end of hope and the beginning of stupidity?
How long do I hold out this hope for? Until I’m strong enough to walk away or I’m stupid enough to believe that things will work out… Or until, eyes are opened and a heart is softened.
I’m just really kind of upset with God right now. Not, mad… Just confused. Sad. Why would He want me to go this life like this? Why would He want me to feel this pain, this failing, this heartbroken? I don’t understand the meaning behind any of this. I know there must be a reason. I know He is here with me and I know that He loves me, I just don’t get why He would set this plan in motion.
I see the end of the rope. I can almost touch it.
But I did complete Love Dare for Day 15. I’ve still got a little chug in my choo-choo.

