This is completely personal and has nothing to do with much of anything, except that sometimes writing is cathartic for me; also, I wanted you to know why my normal post, which should have been Isaiah 53:10, will not appear today.
I had a very bad night. I don’t know why this seems to happen when I have an unexpected and much-anticipated day off, but there it is. I didn’t get to sleep until sometime after three a.m., and was awake–against my will–shortly after 8 a.m. The lack of normal sleep set me up to be a cranky hot mess.
We’re down to only one bathroom right now because Terry is renovating. So when I got up and saw that he was cleaning the only bathroom, my mood got worse while I waited. Isn’t that ridiculous? I’m very spoiled, used to having my own bathroom. Good grief. When our kids were still home, we managed SIX people with only one bathroom!
Then I decided to work on a HUGE computer mess because of a program I installed for Terry that is massive and is blocking other applications. The more I investigated possible fixes, the more frustrated I grew. Felt like throwing things, to be perfectly honest.
And then I pulled my Bible over to work on today’s post, and I sat there feeling utterly defeated. I couldn’t write it. I was upset, short of sleep, short-tempered, and knowing that I’m still going to have to tackle the computer issue. I got up and walked away, made coffee, fixed my breakfast, and played a round of Angry Birds while I ate.
Go ahead and laugh. It made me feel better as I blasted those stupid pigs to kingdom come.
Maybe my sour mood is compounded by a couple of sessions in my counseling office yesterday. I’m afraid I haven’t done a very good job of leaving them at the office. Frankly, I’d like to go do an Angry Birds-type search- and- destroy on a couple of people who don’t deserve to walk free. They belong in jail. For a VERY long time.
And then I looked at an article about the invasion from south of our borders, and fueled my anger all over again. I need to stay away from that stuff today. It is so clearly being orchestrated and financed by someone other than the “immigrants” (read “invaders”) and timed to coincide with the Nov. 6 elections, that my blood pressure rises just thinking about it. And no, I’m not a racist or a xenophobe or any of the other popular names the Left likes to call people like me. I’m just wondering what Mexico or Nicaragua would do with 14,000 AMERICAN “immigrants” descending on their countries, expecting shelter, food, jobs, etc. Please.
Okay. So you can see that I’m not in any condition to settle down with God’s Word. I need to get my own self back under the control of God’s Word before I can honestly handle teaching it to anyone else.
So, do I feel any better, having poured all this out onto you?
Actually, yes, a little. At least my stomach muscles aren’t all tensed up any more. And I WILL return to my usual sensible state of mind. I think I just need to do some serious repenting and praying. Anger is a terrible thing.