October 9, 2022
Well, the word of the day will continue into tomorrow. Just got back from church and it’s late. Thank you for taking us out and bringing us back home. Thank you for provision. Sigh. Got to be honest, or rather got to ask a question: is this situation going to continue until I am comfortable asking for help and accepting help? Cause honestly it actually hurts not being able to provide for the most basic of needs. Well food is there and I am truly thankful. Can’t it just be that I’m dependent on you? You can change (see what I did there?) the figures in the bank account. You are God after all. It’s a bit demoralising. Truly makes me feel less than. And I know it shouldn’t, but it does.
I’m not sure how to make it if my only means of survival was to stand at the corner and ask for help. Yahweh, please don’t let it come to that. I can’t mek. I will work the fat off. Whatever job, I will work. Yahweh, thank you for your promise that you will never leave me nor forsake me. I’m holding on to you.
Let your will be done. I love you.
TODAY’S THANKFUL TALLY
- Day twenty-seven
- Provision for today
- Sleep, sleep, wonderful sleep.
- Friends
