I spent a lot of time wandering around my house yesterday. At home, alone, and restless. Watching Netflix seemed like a good option. Why do housework, as it never ends, and I don’t enjoy it anyways. Thoughts were disjointed…and I could feel myself sinking into a funk. Maybe a nap would help? No…
What was different about yesterday if I compare it to last week? On the surface, nothing is really different. Life is good. The future seems bright enough. I have faith…and it seems intact. Then why are my thoughts so far removed from Jesus? Continue reading Last Week’s Blessing