About Jen

Jen isn't quite sure when she lost her mind, but it is probably documented here on Meditatio. She blogs because the world needs her snark at all hours of the night... and she probably can't sleep anyway.

For Those Without A Password

I’ve been posting a lot of passworded entries lately because I’ve been dealing with some really harsh issues. There’s been some tensions at the churches (which is getting resolved and not all that serious now) and being the pastor’s wife, I got a lot of the tensions directed at me.

In addition, my PTSD has been flipping out as has my asthma and this has caused some serious problems. We’re getting the problems solved but a whole lot of people now know about my depression and PTSD that I wasn’t really wanting to tell and the way they found out about it was not how I would have wanted them to find out.

I’ve REALLY needed an outlet to write about a lot of this and so I’ve been taking advantage of the passworded entries. There are some things that I don’t really want the world reading and I know that my parents probably would prefer that the world didn’t see everything I was going through. (Hi Dad!)

Requiem

Almost two years ago, Jon and I drove to Westerville to go visit a parishioner in the hospital. K was a real spitfire and I have fond memories of her preaching a sermon to her orderly about Bible reading and prayer. Her husband J was a big supporter of Jon and I and I know fully well they have prayed for us since we’ve come to Minnesota.

Well… I got the church newsletter from Jon’s internship site and J’s obituary was in there. I’m a little bummed because he was such a great person but I know he’s up in Heaven living it up and arranging things for when K comes.

RIP J. Say hi to Jesus and God for me.

From My Devotional This Morning

This is from my devotional this morning. It’s a message I needed to hear and I think I’m being called into some confession here…

(And the language is funky because it’s KJV which I prefer for the Psalms because it’s prettier.)

Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered.
Blessed is the man unto whom the LORD imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile.
When I kept silence, my bones waxed old through my roaring all the day long.
For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: my moisture is turned into the drought of summer. Selah.
I acknowledge my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the LORD; and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin. Selah.
For this shall every one that is godly pray unto thee in a time when thou mayest be found: surely in the floods of great waters they shall not come nigh unto him.
Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah.
I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye.
Be ye not as the horse, or as the mule, which have no understanding: whose mouth must be held in with bit and bridle, lest they come near unto thee.
Many sorrows shall be to the wicked: but he that trusteth in the LORD, mercy shall compass him about.
Be glad in the LORD, and rejoice, ye righteous: and shout for joy, all ye that are upright in heart.

–Psalm 32