written a few months ago...

i think of myself as a rock for those I care about but forget too often that Christ is mine. my spiritual gift is mercy first. discernment is my second. I love being happy and idealize too much but am often drawn to sad things as a weird sort of fascination type of thing. I want to heal everything that is broken and feel more determination than despair when I can’t. there is no giving up, there is only waiting for the answer. sometimes the answer is not what you want or think you want. but as long as there is peace, you know that God is in the midst of it.

this still applies today.