January 1, 2023
Saturday Evening
I am where I started 2022 physically. Same location. I feel the need for the quiet. The moon came out bright. Yahweh. True talk. 2022 hurt. It did. 2023 started off hurting, but I pray that it doesn’t continue that way. I thank you for your grace and your love. Thank you for keeping me.
Thank you for restoring the years sown in tears. You are a good father and you are worthy of all praise. I pray for Miya. She has an awesome task before her but I know that you are also before her. Help her to remain fixed on you. To trust you in every season.
Yahweh, I pray for Keia and CT. Strengthen her in you. I pray that she will choose you no matter what. I pray that she will grow. Let your will be done in her life. Amen.
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So, I was just called a liar. Wow. It appears that the thought of someone choosing not to date. Choosing to spend intentional time with Yahweh is so farfetched that I must be lying. Told him all the best. Deleted the number, the chat. Unfriended. I do not need that type of energy in my life.
It’s sad though. In the sense where the level of maturity is severely lacking. That’s life I guess. So often, so many men aren’t mature. And I’m not talking age. Met 60- year old children and 20 year old adults.
TODAY’S THANKFUL TALLY
- Deleting chats and a number. I’ve never been the one to use New Years as a purge. But today removing all the chat felt like pulling off a band-aid. At times I feel like checking, but there is nothing to check.
- Out in nature where I started 2022. Who knows, it may become a tradition.
- Cooking for New Years!
Not looking back. Trying my best not to.
