Patience v frustration
AKA Arrgggghhhh!
I'm just so... frustrated.
With life, dreams, job, kids, friends, family, flat... even God!
I keep thinking maybe I'll just give in (which could mean any number of things), but then I remember that I'm a fighter (supposedly) and I've just GOT to keep keeping on. God is there for me, and I know I can depend on Him. Other true friends are there, but there's no words of comfort they can bring. No, this is me and God. He is the only one who can rescue me and help me out of this pit of frustration... I have left the Bog of Despond at least, and finding some surreal pleasure in being insanely busy (something I've NEVER EVER done before).
I'm whining and I know it. Some people have it much much worse, I have so much to be thankful for. God is teaching me patience, something I'm rubbish at, I'm much better at being frustrated. :-)
Yes, let us!