The world is in a big mess. We already know that. Extrapolate that to a tiny corner in Stirling road, my little world there is no less than a disaster zone. Two weeks worth of dry laundry huddling in a pile on the sofa, papers and tissues all strewn all over my desk, lack of sleep, people telling me non-stop about stuff I no longer care about, missing care group meetings for the past two weeks, paying bills, etc.
But God takes care of it all. With a good phone call last night, and girlfriends who ground me to reality.
Acceptance, then improvement. Believe.
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