Sleeping too much

Hi @Former-Member

God is a big part of my life - I find myself chatting away to him inside my head - I guess that's why I feel okay a lot of the time - and if he is telling me to do something - I don't feel better until I do

But sometimes I feel like someone told to tidy their room - and I am an adult and I will tidy it when I am good and ready - etc - whatever - and with God as my Father - yes - I guess I feel the request - command - order or whatever it turns out to be and I will not be happy until I deal with it - because right now I am dealing with it - lots of stuff to read on line -

In the Bible it says - "Many are called but few are chosen" - I could interpret that but I talked to my learned uncle a few years ago and he agreed that I am most likely among the chosen in that I could not refuse the call - it's many years ago now but when I was "heaven save us from born again Christians - I was one of those for a while". I was always a heritage Christian but I knew I had to do what God chose me for - and that was for disenfranchised youth. I thought I had finished - that's all

So I seem to have that special calling - and it's not the past - this is a new age -

And the world fell when Eve ate the fruit and darn it - in her place I would have most likely done the same - Adam off chatting with God all day while she was beguiled by the serpent. My mother's family comes from Northern Island and I have a good serve of me grandmother in me system that likely makes me some class of Protestant - which I am

I am reading Angela's Ashes atm - anyway

My father was the kind of man who made things right in a very professional way

Time I stopped ranting - I have been shopping for clothes today - trying on things in the fitting room gives me back ache - it will start as soon as I stop enjoying meself tapping me life out on the internet

You're fragile Tawney - me too - but I had a father that was obvious and out there and a fine example - and as well as being half-Irish I am also half-English. Stiff upper lip and all that

Dec

Hi @Former-Member

This is your friendly neighbourhood chatterbox back again - what a day! I went shopping at Westfield and got some new shirts and bras - and trying on clothing is back-ache provoking - so I was so glad to get to the doctor for my injection -

I got up earlier than usual - and I seem to have a lot more energy since I quartered down on my slow-release medication - I have a little extra weight which I have blamed on my lack of energy because of my medication - and where did all this come from - I was napping for a couple of hours and now I am up again for a while - tired now though

I have that light burning inside me too - I remember the night it was lit - or the night I found it - and that must be 43 years ago - and that prayer is conversation. I too sobbed and cried and made myself ill with the passions of it all - and years passed and I was angry with God - which is okay because he can stand it. He knows - his son died too and imagine that - although it was written that he would rise after 3 days they both - father and son - had to believe that - because it had never been done before - and I don't know when I found this realisation - but I did. Imagine God having two bad nights in heaven - weeping for his son - that's phenomenal.

I would ask "Why?"though - God knew my faith - why keep testing it - to the point of taking my son? Truth - my son was at the end of his tether too and he left rather than was taken - but I found the meaning one brilliant Christmas Eve - God knew my faith but I had to know - and I am still learning

A trite sounding idea - I have a quote here

"Only the heart that knows the mighty grief can know the mighty glory" - my aunt commented on my capacity to worship - I hope you have that capacity also - it sounds as if you do

Of course me move across the spectrum of grief to glory to grief to glory and it is a song in my heart

You are so special Tawns - you just don't see it yet - 6 years is not a long time -

No - I am not writing a book - at least not yet - my story is huge - and painful to write - my time is getting less - it's running out fast - but I think I have 16 years yet - before I am too old

Dec

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Hope everyone is ok tonight xx