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Here I Raise My Ebenezer

If you've ever had one of those weeks where your whole paradigm starts to shift and shift again, you'll understand where I am, where my family is.

Life had been so steady and peaceful. I was reveling in the rest, the milk & honey that had begun to fill our little home. And then a wrecking ball of injustice flew through it. The honey pot broke, getting sticky sweetness everywhere and glass mixed. The milk jug poured out and seeped into the dirt.

Don't cry over spilled milk, they say. But what about intentionally dumped out milk? What about broken livelihood? Yeah, I was (and still am, some days) angry. Injustice makes me angry to a fault but I do not know how to handle it when it is in my lap - emotions rise: Anger, Anxiety, Fury, Sadness, Hopelessness, Confusion, Fear, Weariness, Peace, Joy, Rest, Exhaustion, Excitement and more Anger.

How do I exist here? In a new year, without a job and loads of time to fret and fear. Anxiety rises and falls. Fury drains me. Depress…

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