Overwhelmed

Overwhelmed. That feeling has dominated recently. Just way too much to decide and not enough rest.

I didn't expect to have to struggle as much as I have. I wonder why that is? I'm not really special. I wasn't born into privilege really. Well privilege is a comparative thing. So, yeah, compared to people in, say, Guatemala, I'm living the life. But what is it in us that makes us think we are owed a certain standard of living?

Sweet stability, why does it look so easy? From the outside a story is neatly packaged and all figured out but the inside, the living of it, is pain, struggle and sometimes absurd.

Read Psalm 73
Nothing is new yet all is change.

"I can't afford this any more" she said, and it was true she couldn't. That's all.