Have a sense of disquiet. About multiple things. About the same old things. And great big hurkin' feelings of inadaquacy for the job.
I do wonder if the reason I've been avoiding the work parish is because of that experience - that's the one - the one that I can't really put into words because if I do I'm desperately scared that it will come true. Maybe that's why I say I don't feel God there. Maybe it's because I'm shutting God out in that building because I don't want to face what I think is true. Maybe I need to stop with the maybes.
I think that's all I want to say now.
Except that Michelle Bachmann is freakin' looney toons and why does her district keep electing her?
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