It’s been 15 days of writing. I think I’m at another one of those hurdles and I feel like giving up.
But you know who’s not tired? Satan. It’s 6 in the morning on a Sunday, and the wifi is out. Normally that wouldn’t be as big of an issue, but it’s Sunday. The only day I actually require there to be internet. Why? Because I belong to the Church of the Livestream. Yes, I get my spiritual nutrition from the airwaves and today the waves aren’t waving.
And I’m mad because it’s 6 am and here I am just watching the little icon at the corner of the laptop waiting for it to change. To come alive like how Jesus came alive that one Easter.