Before I talk about the ramifications of my stress on my faith, let me direct you to this. This woman is an example of courage, grace, and God’s power to work in all things.

OK… now on to Jen.

Yes, I’m talking about my panic attacks and how miserable my life is. Yes, I am having a really hard time. Yes, I was hurt by what happened with my candidacy. Yes, I look like a raccoon because of the circles under my eyes. However… I will make it through this with God’s help. This doesn’t mean that my life will be all peachy keen; but it means that I have Someone listening as I am crying out. Psalm 23 is comforting; but Psalm 13 is my song right now.

Rick talks about the whole brokenness thing in his journal entry from yesterday. In the comments section (where I thanked him for reminding me that I’m not the only one with issues), he commented that we all have issues and some are better at ignoring them. He prefers to be real and so do I. Ergo, there will be much whining from Jen in this journal (such as my entry from last night) because it’s how I’m dealing with things right now: venting them out in my blog. For one thing, I get feedback, which is usually really helpful in reminding me to keep things in perspective. For another thing, I’m paying for my domain space and I’ll use it for what I need to do.

OK… Jen is done ranting on her emotional state. For the record, things are better this morning and I’m gonna be OK. I didn’t get to see my (big/fat/Greek) doctor this morning because he was ill. This was not a bad thing because the sound of the pouring rain woke me up at 3:30 this morning (well… more like my killer attack lemur mewing at me and being a scaredy cat was what really woke me up) and when my alarm went off at 7:45 for my 8:00 appointment, I was still not fully awake and drifting when the office called. It meant that I got an extra 2 hours of cuddle time with the three men in my life including the one who was being edged off the bed by me and the other two boys. (You can tell who matters in this household. :)) I also love rainy days, so it has been a lovely morning. The severe thunderstorms and tornadic activity seem to be passing to the south of us, so I hopefully will not have to import two very lemurish cats to the basement.