I’ve been going through a lot on an emotional scale lately. Today, for the first time in all of it, I cried.
The crazy comes with anger and frustration, which helps you stay pulled together (if that is the right word, which is far from certain). The short, simple factual email about the leukemia diagnosis of a dear relative didn’t have back stiffening side emotions and it broke through my well calloused epidermis to the soft tender flesh below.
I have struggled with faith, for a lot of reasons for a while now and yet, when this news came my first response was fervent prayer. I don’t necessarily believe it works, but what else can you do?