I can easily to tell people what to do but cannot seem to transfer that same ease to myself. What a load of crap Stacy-Ann Hyde. There is no coffee brewing and there are no roses to smell. Just a lot of tough times and a season hotter than summer with no chance of rain. I’m tired and if you know me, you know I must be extremely tired to actually be writing this.
Unfortunately one of the things that forces me to watch what deep and pure thoughts I share is the sense of responsibility and obligation that I have first to God and to those He allows me to interact with. So it is a stormy season and very hot, but there’s no rain in this storm. Deal with it and smile while you are doing that too.