Like my brothers and sisters during the time of Exodus and manna, I am "complaining" about Your generous provision, Abba. My complaint is pretty silent; outwardly, I am thankful. Inwardly, I am growing discouraged and impatient. Please forgive me. I will trust that You will bring something good out of this ... well, I want to call it a debacle!
Meanwhile, Angie and liver failure. Amy and her financial stress and distress. Chris and his immigration issue. Julie and her dissatisfaction with her current job, and leading toward a new and better one. Enough to ask You about!
Be glorified, Abba. You deserve it so much, and You deserve so much more than You get.
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