I had a moment of silence as I looked out upon the night sky. Only my new sofa allows me to do that. I had a moment with my God.
In the vast expense I felt alone. I thought about the purpose of my efforts. To what goals will all my striving bring me. I felt like a little insect struggling against the flow of time. Trying so hard for what seems like nothing. Too tiny against the vastness of existence.
Some things felt futile, but not worthless. And the worth keeps me going, lets me get up and try again. Aiding me to soldier on, sometimes even foolishly.
Yet in that moment, I had a memory, a trust. Besides God, that memory stood close. A trust that I'm not alone.
So I whispered a prayer unto my God. You might think it a selfish prayer, but it was honest and sincere. My God hears and answers.
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Facing the paper(s) all day is quite testing on my endurance... but at least its picking up pace...
