Condemnation. Accusation.
Disdain for one’s self.
Hopeless. Depressed.
I was created for more than this. It seems quite miserable. I love Jen. I love my home. I love fishing. This town is awesome. It’s all great.
But, in my heart, I want God.
I dont have the encounters. I dont see the miracles. The movie theater was great. I want the Matt 10:7-8 life.
There is more.
God, what’s wrong with me?
What have I done wrong?
Where did I get off track.
What mmust I do to correct things?
Are You there?
Jen dreamed the other night that we were athletes in training. I guess God is getting us ready.
I dreamed that I took a dump in our bed. There were two men standing over me. Angels? God is cleansing the toxic stuff out of me.