I was going to let you all know just how much I feel that I am a failure, but in looking at what I was going to talk about I realized that I don't feel like a failure. I am disappointed a bit in how I can not seem to get back on teh weightloss wheel. My mind is so full of metaphors perhaps that is not the right word but I can see myself on that little wheel that the rats run on. It goes round and round and they never goes anywhere-nothing is ever accomplilshed yet, each day the rat jumps on the wheel and runs his little heart out and deja fu never accomplishes anything and the next day he jumps on it again. Wonder if he ever looks at that wheel and asks himself why he is wasting his time. Wonder if he ever looks up and says why bother? Well this big rat does and yet I can't seem to let go of the hope that this day it is going to really go somewhere. Am I lying to myself? I don't like to think that maybe I am just lying about it. I sure do not want to look at my hopes and glance at them with rose colored glasses.
My diet is covered with slippery grease and I try to hold onto it but it just slides away and I really try to hold onto it but it slips out of my grip. Tomorrow I will use spray and wash degreaser so that I can get a better grip on it. lol
Baby is here and I helped him with his homework. He asked again if I was going to yell at him.
His birthday was earlier this month and I gave him a little party here at my house. He was so excited and he accidently hit his daddy. His daddy hit him back hard enough to leave a welt on his legs. I told his daddy he should not have done it and he said "he hit me first" I told him that he was the adult and then he said "and that is MY child" Like what he wanted to do to the baby was ok because it was his child. I want daughter to leave that man so bad. And she was going to leave him and then her husband said he was going too. He is going to move in with her and the baby. My dd really should tell him how she feels but she is so tender hearted that she is letting hem move with her.
I hate it and there is nothing I can do . If I say too much her husband may say that I can't watch him any more. And the way it looks my house is the only stability that baby gets. When baby prays he says everytime God bless mama and grandma and granddaddy and daddy and help daddy not be mean to me," When he blew out the candles on his cake he said his wish "please let daddy stop being mean to me." His daddy heard him and just laughed about it.
Josie HAPPY BIRTHDAY I hope your day was absolutely the best ever, God bless you and keep you safe, and may He give you many many more years.
Deb if I had a wish-I would not wish for wealth or fame or power-I would wish for all the children in the world to have the love and care that is exactly what God had in mind for them. I would wish for hands to hold them and not hurt them and I would wish for the caretakers to be calm and a great example for the children to follow. God bless you and yours
Time to get ready for church.
I posted this on facebook and I like it so much that I wanted to post it here,.
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Hi, Joy. Thank you for the comment on my post..and for your wishes here. I've been praying for you little one all day.
ReplyDeleteHard to stand by... I know God hears our prayers. But, still hard.
Deb
We're all failures, Joy, and all we have, and will ever have, is Jesus. Rest in your salvation. I can't understand why your grandson is treated the way he is, and same for Deb's grandchildren. I don't understand how you feel or why you have to endure this. Sin in the world poisons life. But we have hope, only one hope. I pray for your family and admire your strength in the Lord.
ReplyDeletePS: I really love the "what you tolerate will dominate" quote. I've never read it worded so well. It's a favorite!
Love you, and God bless!