The Inner Ugly. A chapter in my life of transitions.

From last year's ugly June, when my employer told me goodbye, until Christmastime passed, there's been an expected inner turmoil that has been spared because of my devotion to a higher authority. My God has been merciful. He has let me keep my sanity, helped me rebuild my self-worth, kept me faithful to my marriage covenant, and led me through the desert and through the valley. I'm climbing to the mountaintop. I need Him now more than ever and rely on myself to make time to pray to Him. There's a song that offers a peculiar analysis. It goes that when life gets you down, you need to just remember how small and insignificant your life is in the big scheme of things. There's a lot more going on than one's own troubles. It's a comedic look at the meaning of life and probably has a few half-truths in it. But ain't that what comedy is? And then there's the viewpoint that you must get on your feet now and make something happen. Make anything happen. For some, that indicates a green light to explore reckless abandonment. And let me tell you, there are some lessons for ya. Starts with T and rhymes with rubble. My theory works best for me. Carry on in Our Lord. Continue to remember that you are His child. He chose me. Persevere. I wonder how many references to perseverance there are in the bible. Indeed it's a virtue and something that can stand alone when you don't have much of anything else.   - April 28, 2010