
Since Friday things have been building up, although in all reality it’s been going on a while longer. Trying to figure out how to walk on egg shells is how this feels for me thinking about writing about the last few days. It’s easy for me to broadcast my emotions, write about my thoughts and so forth, but to talk about this mental health issue is another matter.
It’s also another thing to have talked about my Mom’s dealings with it as well. Which is why we are so continuously thinking of her rebounding in the midst of this new chapter. Fortunately she’s doing well, but there has been a fear of what could happen especially for me and Dad.
So much has happened this week I have to break things down into smaller articles. I not only had my church’s 206th Homecoming, my brother’s birthday was Sunday and we had his daughter over Saturday night which was a blessing to have for both days. Then Sunday was also the Memorial for Charlie Kirk which I had been looking forward to since it was announced.
Of course then the devil had to stick his head into the otherwise beautiful day. He has to piggyback on good days to try and steal our joy from the beauty of God’s wins. We had two unfortunate circumstances that ended up in policemen and hospital stays, but our joy is not stolen.
God still won on Sunday.

A fire has been lit in America because of Charlie Kirk and now because of his wife Erika Kirk. We already know who wins the fight!





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