Help me to be more gentle with my increasingly disorganized husband. He is not completely disorganized; don't get me wrong. I get frustrated when he is illogical, when he misunderstands me, when he focuses on minutiae and misses the bigger points and issues. I am afraid that he might have encroaching age-related cognitive decline, and I am disappointed in his lack of ambition and direction in anything other than his woodworking business. That is not entirely true: he is committed to the refugee ministry, too. However, he seems to be neglecting our home and its upkeep and maintenance, especially on projects that I am unable to do.
So that is my confession, Abba, for today. :( Today, I am preparing for our church dinner. I need to get moving soon. My YD has distracted me with her dental anxiety, which is not a complaint. BTW, Abba, please calm her anxiety and grant her the peace and comfort of Your presence. That is something I typically would forget to bring to You--stupidly, I admit, but You care for even the smallest details of our lives and relationships.
Maybe that is my "God Shot" for today....
I love You, too. Gotta run!
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