What's the Message?

I wonder what God is trying to tell me. I know this: I can't be a superwoman. I can't bring home the bacon and fry it up in a pan in the career woman way. Was that a Charlie perfume commercial? I can't sustain and support myself by myself. I need to rely on God and others for a little help or big help.

Life is overwhelming. I need some joy and fun. And prayers.

And if God would just write down what I am suppose to do with my limitations and weaknesses and sinus infection, I would appreciate it.

Shivering for Life

On Sunday I joined about 50 other people in a Pro-Life Prayer Chain. For one hour we stood on a busy street in front of and near an abortion clinic and held various pro-life and anti-abortion signs. We were silent, yet I felt we were very powerful and loud. Many drivers toot-tooted their horns in support. There were only two drivers who demonstrated anger at us, but they didn't run us over or even get out of their cars. Some drivers gave no response and that's okay. After all it was a busy street, and people needed to pay attention to the traffic.

Next time I do this, I will wear a hat and add another sweater to my layers of clothing unless it's really hot outside.

Good-bye Car, Big Burdensome Car

Sold broken down car to mechanic who will flip it.
Secretly, I am glad I do not have a car now especially that car.
I will be glad when I get another car, but right now I seem to be coping okay for the short-term.
Secretly, I hated driving that car. I mean it gave me a lot of good years, but I was so uncomfortable driving it, parking it, then I worried about it a lot.

Big old car was a burden. Gone now. Sounds crazy to be happy to be carless now.