It’s been a really long time since I have been on here. I miss writing and I miss my blog friends very much. So the fact that I am writing right now is a surprise even to me.
I don’t get angry very often. Usually when I do, it comes as a culmination of a lot of things and takes time to bring me to this point. It has been a difficult week. That is not the reason for this post. The reason for this post right now, at 2:30 a.m. is this. I am angry.
I am angry that I cannot sleep, I am angry that it’s still 82 degrees in mid-October. I am angry that my grandchildren do not have the freedom I had as a child because lunatics lurk around and we have to be afraid. I am angry that we have to censor television, because a lot of it is crap. I am angry that there is a woman I know that cannot treat their children right, and pretend she does. I am angry at the selfishness I see daily and at men that won’t grow up. I am angry that I cannot watch half of my grandchildren grow and learn and play because the economy is bad and can’t afford to see them. I am agree at a generation of young people at church, who will stand and watch 85 year old men tear down tables to put them away with no respect for the man or his age. I am angry, probably at myself , because I feel like I must not deserve any praise from those close to me, because I have to ask or sometimes feel like I must beg for a positive encouragement.
After saying all of this and getting it off my chest……I am a dirty, rotten sinner and I am angry more because of that. I confess, I do, to my Father and to you. I am also grateful, grateful that God is still on the throne and gratefully I am not.



Hang onto that last sentence, Barb. I love you!
God is on the throne and He is always with us. Praying for you.
Glad you’re back. I missed you.
Amen! He remains our hope and there is no other comparable to Him. May we continue to lift each other up to Him because prayer works and He IS faithful! Thank you for being real. Love and miss you—I do pray believing this message will find you continuing to savor His loving arms come what may! Psalm 33:20