The freakin’ leak is back.
As if we didn’t have enough things slamming us in the face.
My car won’t be done until Monday (it was supposed to be done LAST Saturday…), We had to replace the water heater because of the leak we had before that, my brother-in-law and mom’s cars are in the shop, too, and I know there was more stuff before, but I can’t even remember it now.
All the while, my family still gives out to the church, and helps whoever needs it, all while doing jobs we can’t stand, and my sister going to school to get screwed over.

not to toot our own horns at all, just really, when the heck are we gonna catch a break?

Then I have people freakin’ asking me when they’re gonna see me, or why I don’t come anymore, or why I’m not in school, or blah blah blah.
And granted, there are people that I really want to see, and will do everything in my power to do so, but when people I don’t even know are giving me crap about it…or people that know everything are giving me crap about it, what the hell?
What do you want from me?? I’m barely holding my head above water, and you’re going to complain?
And then there’s the people begging me to put up pictures on facebook before I even freakin’ get home, and they’re tearing me down because I haven’t done it. Oh, yeah, I forgot, the world revolves around you. My bad.
Then there’s the people that cause so much crap at the church, because people are afraid of hurting feelings or stepping on toes. I’m sorry, but that’s part of it. Yes, we love Jesus, but even He had to step on toes. If we don’t fix this now, it’s just gonna get worse.
Then there’s of course those wonderful people who use us…What the hell am I supposed to do?Oh yeah, I’m supposed to keep going.
Then you have the lady—who annoys the hell out of you anyway—say “hey, smile!” as you’re walking to youth. Because I have to smile 24/7? I know I’m not showing everything that’s going on all over my face. Because I make a point not to. It’s none of their business. But they have the nerve to critisize me and tell me I have to smile? Screw you, lady. Screw you.
Can you tell I’m a bit peeved?
Jesus, You said in Your word that You’d supply for us, and You’d take care of us, and if we give, it’s given back to us immesurably more… So I’m holding You to that. I expect results.