Lately I’ve been feeling lost. Everything is hard to do and accomplish. What I know about the universe is that it isn’t supposed to be impossible. Challenging, but not impossible. We are supposed to be able to let go, tell the universe that that we are here, need help and receive it. But as much as I ask, I don’t feel like I’m getting much. Is this what I arranged for this lifetime? Because I’m tired of it, I want some answers!
Okay, enough whining.
Tonight I went to a Program Council meeting at church, the first meeting we’ve had since the ministers were compelled to resign and confronted the difficult reality that while they have two more months of employment, they have absolutely checked out. They are evasive about what kind of advise they’ll give us and are generally being a pain in the butt. It will be an interesting next couple of years, with this transition.