It’s day 2 of 2012 and I’m drained at the stressors around me.
Work is ever-present and I’m doing my level best to perform. I have three major projects underway and I’m doing everything I can to make them all come to fruition on time and within budget.
The house, oMg, the house that has been left vacant for me through the divorce has been nothing short of a disaster. It’s become more and more clear by the moment that I never knew who I thought I was married to–that or I certainly have no idea of who that person has become. That feeling alone has been battering up against me like an ever-increasing wave of emotions creeping higher and higher.
And then there is the new project I need to be working on. So much to do. So little time. So little of me left to go around.
I prayed hard in the house this morning. I asked God for forgiveness from a lot of things I’ve done. I also expressed my forgiveness of those who have wrought so much ill will upon me. I asked God to help restore the house to that of a Christian home. To rid it of the pain and evil that’s taken place there and to hopefully bring us to better days.