Friday, December 9, 2016
To be filled with utter disgust and anger and write may not be a great combo, but here it goes. Am I disgusted by what I see and hear. Yes. My anger doesn't give me a right to be bitter. If I prayed for everyone that caused me discontent, that would be doing something. If I let God do what He does, maybe my anger would dissipate. Maybe if I didn't think that giving it to God was giving up, I wouldn't be so despondent. I've often thought if I stopped giving a darn, but it's not who I am. Today, I want God to do His Job, I'm not. I will pray for changed hearts, knowing I can't, but He can.