Deployment blues

So I bought furniture, and a neat gizmo from Amazon and of course...things. Scott, my temperate shopper and sane voice in my head is too far away now. I remember doing this when Curtiss died.  Maybe it's how I cope...or how I feel better.  Maybe I should just stop.

I scramble every day to figure out how to proceed with humor, grace and expectation.  That something good will come of this. That the all things work together for good will be realized sooner than in retrospect. Faith I guess is figuring on the rear view perspective rather then the windshield.

(Husband is deployed till December 2016...another weird chapter in our lives)

Painful reality of our behavior Ps. 53

Ps. 53  

Only fools say in their hearts,

“There is no God.”

God looks down from heaven

on the entire human race;

he looks to see if anyone is truly wise,

if anyone seeks God.

But no, all have turned away;

all have become corrupt.

No one does good,

not a single one!

 

Only fools say there is a God

And act as if there is not

For God to so love this world…

He has to look past the obvious

We are atheist at heart, agnostic in behavior and believers in crisis