Soul Jrl Weave
We were suppose to weave our hopes and dreams into a pocket. The pocket part will have to wait. I was working on this last night while tearing my son apart with my frustration and words.
There was no healing in this tongue; only hurt and pain for another son, who never asks anything but gives all the time. I have to say it set me off and by the time the dust had settled everyone was clearing out.
Well it wasn't so great at my house last night. I opened my mouth and put my foot, actually whole, entire body in. Swallow me up whale, let me be like Jonah and run away. I get worn down and put in middle, which i try to stay out of that position; and get blamed for it all. Jeepers this really stinks.
I am working on not withdrawing into my own little cocoon when this happens, but I ain't there yet as they say. I have not arrived and God isn't finished with me yet or my family. I have to thank God for his mercy. I desperately need it right now. Jonah had to repent and do what God asked - go to Nineveh. I just need to go back to my son and apologize for opening mouth and inserting foot. My real frustration did not start with him but it sure ended there.
Words in my vocabulary: repent, humility