i need to sort out exactly what i want and what i feel.
unfortunately, i just don't have time. i hardly have time to react to the changes at work and the things expected of me, much less think about them.

6 days till we leave, and guess what? nothing is fixed yet. i'm feeling the chopper dangling precariously close over my neck right now.

ah well. Lord, I'm looking to You.
Help me fix my eyes on You Jesus, and fight this fight of faith

and everything else? Lord. I surrender. Please sort it out for me...