who are living out their days on either end of that spectrum.
last night i allowed myself to wallow in self-pity. i ate my feelings in a bowl of coffee ice cream. i imagined that our roof might cave in under the weight of today’s snowstorm, that the power would go out, that all manner of bad things were clearly going to happen, because why not??! so hurt. so angry. i cried out to jesus before i went to sleep and asked him to change my heart, my attitude, and to help me to trust him. to lean on him. to really understand that he has a much better plan for 