96 days to go. Late Entry.

Sunday started out ok. They didn’t need me to help with the babies at church and without the extra human interaction that happens with that, I felt more and more alone. I left church and well, to be perfectly honest, I cried. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to not be so emotional. I went home and took a nap, felt better.

I had text a friend earlier in the morning, a friend I hadn’t seen in a long time, a friend with more problems than me. She text and said I could come over. It was truly a divine appointment and we spent from 2:30PM to 8:30PM together…played with her cat, played MarioKart, spent some time with her nephews, went to Red Robin and then onto Target.

And what did I learn during this 6 hours of talking and praying? That we are in the middle of a big spiritual battle.  There seems to be a lot of people fighting the same battle and yet still fighting alone. Why would we fight alone if we are fighting the same enemy? Friend and I resolved to be better at encouraging each other and to stay better connected.

remember: the devil will isolate you before he kills you.