All week I’ve been talking about my stinky attitude. You can catch up in this post and this post. I thought I’d end the week with some perfume to make things smell better, but that would only mask over the underlying problem. So here is my solution:
Turn the pity party into a celebration…in my head.
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This week I went on and on about my stinky mood. Well…because I still suffer from said stinky-ness I thought I would continue to write about it.
This afternoon I just about threw my beloved laptop out the window. I’m serious. I fantasized opening my window and taking great pleasure at seeing this thing fall ten feet and crashing into cyber oblivion.
Insert stinky mood…yet again.
To spare you the details, you would NOT have enjoyed hanging out with me this afternoon. I just about ripped off every head that stood in my fury.
Every now and then I post a peek into my latest journal entry in hopes that my thoughts, struggles and raw questions will spark someone else to get real with Jesus in their own way.
Father God, I feel flat. My passion for You is flat and one dimensional. Don’t You get tired of me coming to You with this? I know your answer is No, but I’m tired of it myself. Lord, I remember a day seven years ago where I asked that You would give me a heart for You alone. Oh how You filled my heart and gave me Holy focus and worship.