It’s 9:15 p.m. I am really ready for bed… yet it seems crazy to go to bed already! I love my quiet time at night.
My friends that blog… often mention the feeling of frustration of writing a blog… the feeling of, at times, being censored. I never understood that until today.
My blog is a place for my thoughts and feelings… the good in me, the bad in me and the ugly.
I am not perfect. I am real. My emotions are true. I apologize if they aren’t Christ-like. Yet I am just a work in progress.
Even Jesus got mad at those that defiled something sacred to Him.
I am frustrated.
If you have a comment… why not just tell me?
I have lots of things running through my mind…
I love you visiting… and thank you for it.
Yet… this is a place where I work it out.
If you read something bothersome… please comment.
give me space to work it out.
This blog applies to perhaps just a couple of folks…
that may have been offended by some content.
Sorry. .. I have to say that my thoughts are only MY thoughts…
not that of my kids, hubby, family, friends, school, church, work or that of my community….
does that exempt everyone?
PS… Joel, this isn’t to or about you. 🙂