Entry: The Medocricy After the Storm Tuesday, April 20, 2004



Wow. I have been through so much crap these past few weeks, and Friday, it all finally hit the fan. Everything that possibly could have gone wrong did, and I felt as though I just couldn't take it anymore. After a series of painfully unfortunate events, I cracked; I sat down in the gazeebo and just started sobbing, a steady stream of tears running down my face. I just sat there; I couldn't speak or move... I just sat there, staring into space, hiding my feelings and emotions behind dark sunglasses.

Friends tried to cheer me up, but it was no use-- I was just gone. But then one friend in particular showed up, and just told me what I needed to hear, no holds bars. She helped me to realize that I just needed to stop and turn to Jesus and that none of the suffering I endured or will endure in my lifetime will ever compare to the suffering that Jesus did on the cross. She totally convicted me, and just gave me a reality check-- a very critical reality check. I usually would be offended and hurt by the fact that someone had the audacity to call me out on my faults-- to hold me accountable for my actions and feelings.

Even though things aren't tremendous or anything, things really are starting to get better; it's a slow process, and at times a very painful one, but I'm getting there-- God's pulling me through this, you know? And I couldn't be more blessed and joyful (Note: Joy is quite different from Happiness).

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