Tuesday, August 10, 2010

the day I felt sorry for myself

One day I was suffering like I never knew exsisted and I began to ask the Lord if He'd forgotten me. I said, "I know that you haven't but I still want to tell you what I feel like. I feel like that turtle that I talk about with 3 broke legs. And somebody has thrown me on the backside of no where and I've landed on my back with my broken legs and 1 good one waving around. To the side of me and completely out of reach is a rope with a sign that reads, "pull if you need help." Immediately, I asked for forgivness because I knew I even in my present trouble is still so very blessed. He has not left me for 1 second.

Stan and I went to my friend's beauty shop and he washed my hair. He did a great job. He is going to have to work on his drying skills.

I don't know what I'd do without my family and friends.

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