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OK, so the 'this weekend' post didn't quite happen.
Oh well...

And frankly, as I sit here, my mind is drawing a blank.

You know what? I got nothing. I need everything. Aren't we so like little children most of the time in our lives? I need, I want, gimme. I ask so much of God especially, and He has yet to let me down. No, it hardly ever looks the way I expect it to, but it's always perfect. Capital 'P' Perfect.

So now I come to you. I'm inundated. I'm in over my head and I really don't know how to get out. So I'm asking for your help.

It's too much and too personal to divulge all the logistics.

Here's the basics:

• sickness
• homelessness
• exhaustion
• responsibility

I need your help friends. I need you. I miss you. I love you so much. I think of you often. And I intercede for you, especially in these feelings of overwhelmation, (love you melmel) as it's in those times I can do nothing short of love and support others.

I realize that doesn't make logical sense, but most things of God don't make sense to us, don't you think?

blessings
pooped blessings
but blessings nonetheless!

k

ps. I'm ok. I'm living and laughing one day at a time. ;)