A reader…

Yesterday I was…

A reader. I read articles and rated them on Helium.

I helped a young friend with some important things. Even though I wanted to hide in myself and talk to no one.

I admitted I was an alcoholic to my women’s group, put down the ego. They knew. It still feels odd, because I put down the drink 20 years ago. An epiphany 20 years later.

I spoke at my women’s group about my grief, and how I found it terrible that I am put out that people need me to be what they see as me right now.

I wasn’t a very good Christian, my thoughts were not in line. I was sullen and sad. I don’t want to be who others need me to be right now.

Had a discussion about righteousness and realized I do not seek righteousness, as I don’t believe I can be. I know I only achieve righteousness through Christ.

More aware of saddness than I was the day before. I felt odd and out of joint yesterday.

Yesterday I was not myself. I was sad and sullen Hopeannfaith.