Suddenly I was feeling overwhelmed.
An almost panicked stress that takes over and becomes all-consuming.
Soon was I was feeling sorry for myself, and looking for a means of escape.
I didn't feel like doing (or dealing with) what needed to be done, so I retreated to my computer instead to waste time & roam blogs.
Long story short...I found myself here, which lead me to this...a story of a boy growing up in one of the poorest areas of Kenya. Guess what he has written over the door of his cardboard hut?
God loves me enough to feed me, bless me, and give me hope for the future. Amen.
Ugh. I'm overwhelmed with paperwork, laundry, toys, and clutter.
Time to grow up.
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