I had a very bad day today. I was going to write about the dinner I cooked tonight, but that will have to wait until Thursday. I need to vent!
You may or may not know that children #’s 2, 3, 4 and I are currently homeless. We are living in a shelter. I am filling out mounds of paperwork trying to secure a place to live for the next year. It is scary and frustrating, not to mention depressing. All of this while crammed in a small room with three of my kiddos.
Don’t get me wrong. I am grateful to have a roof over our heads, a safe place to be, and the hope (however slight my depression tells me it is) of finding an apartment or house to rent. And yes, our three emotional support pups are with us too! It’s just so overwhelming.
Then today my speedometer decided it was done. Um… excuse me? How am I supposed to figure out how fast and/or slow I’m going? Great. Not only that, but my odometer crapped out as well! Seriously? I stopped in at my friendly neighborhood auto store, where they told me my car had 11 codes being set. However, since some of them repeated, it might only be 7! I’m like “Only 7! Well, hot dang! My car’s gonna run forever!!!”
Next, I stopped to pick up my mail and found that I had a letter from the court regarding checking my assets for child support. Seriously? I’m freaking homeless and he’s worried because he might be paying too much child support? How does he live with himself? 😡!
So, what to do? Well, first, I wrote some song lyrics. At least I think that’s what they’ll turn out to be. And then I had a stern talking to with God. So frustrated to love Him and serve Him and get shat on at every turn! 😡!
Where to from here? Prayers, my friends. Prayers. When it comes right down to it, I’d rather suffer for God and know where I’m headed at the end of this life, than get caught up in the greed and sin of this world and head the wrong way when I’m done. Wouldn’t you?