Captain’s Log, Supplimental…

More thoughts after reading Genesis 1…. As I’ve gone through the day, a sense of “Everything’s going to work out…” has settled over me. I hadn’t felt anything like peace in a long time. Yesterday, when I got home, I laid in bed and just told Jesus that I was done… I was tired of hoping in people, I was tired of waiting for things to change, and I was tired of putting myself last. I was officially mad about life. This time on my bed was my “Hey, I feel like I am about to drown. If I don’t make it, I just want to say I’m sorry.” (I know, I’m a wierdo) I opened the Bible, read about Moses, and just became more frustrated. Moses couldn’t enter the Promise Land, but His vision had not dimmed nor had his vigor decreased…(Waitaminute, did he die naturally or not? Did God take his life…? something else to think on…) so here I am laying on my bed emotionally exhausted, and squinting at the text. My mood just get’s fouler. It was in that state of mind that I read Genesis 1 to Baby Girl. Somehow, seeing how much God has given us from the Beginning helped me see He cares.