Wednesday, March 06, 2013
Have you ever had an End of the World type of day? Have you been in exquisite JOY and then had the rug pulled out and landed in a sea of despair? Such has been the last 36 hours. I am not talking about food here... but life.
I want you to know... the positive part is I stood my ground... and things are much better. I prayed and stood my ground. Also, I did not go on a food binge. This is a time of moving from one house to another. Very little help... and Very tough in many ways. But even though desserts were offered , hor d'erves, etc... I said no. I got a burger king whopper for dinner, cause I couldn't cook and took the top bread off. including mayo etc. I hate eating fast food anyway... I want more for those calories... but the situation called for emergency quick food.
I did not get fries, soda, but coffee. I am fighting broncitis while doing this move and no one really cares about it. But I know that God is my stay, my stronghold... and my life will be powerful, successful, and joyful, in spite of this brief interlude of frustration and stress. I win.