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Another early awakening, probably better understood as fitful sleep. When I'm get out of bed just after 5 am after returning to sleep a couple of times, something doesn't seem right. And that sounds pretty accurate.

Glad Nate is coming by today and that Community Group is tonight, yet both will be frustrating, not because of the people, but because some of the weightiest matters of my heart cannot be spoken to any of them. Secrets and lies-- I am tired of both. I hope that yesterday's discovery of the proverbial smoking gun will bring some resolution.

My skin is having a serious outbreak of something, making me itchy and ugly. The timing just seems so poor to me.

Brownie just arrived. She's perky in the mornings, and not in a fake way.

I want to trade my chaos for order, my exhaustion for rest, and my busyness for faithfulness.


Hey dear friend...

I hate secrets and lies, too, yet I have so many of them. Some have been sworn to me by other people, and others I just keep because I'm afraid I guess. I'd like to think I could be honest with those in my community of faith, but somehow I'm even more afraid of them finding out how dirty I am.

You're in my prayers.