Trials and Tribulations.
• Trials and Tribulations.
I don't know what I would do if I did not have proper legal council. I am well; the civil trial ended just as quickly as it begun. I opted to let her keep the protection order, I don't care, because I am heading to Arizona.
Some of you don't want to hear this, but then again I write this more for me; right? All this turmoil has helped me realize the true meaning of Christmas. It's not about giving, or receiving, it's about accepting the eve of a fundamental, metaphysical, change. At that time the laws of the universe were rewritten. The mechanisms in place to allow us to be free of sin to allow us to have eternal life. They were there to begin with, but now we no longer need a priest as a middle man.
I hate the imagery of the manger. I wish we celebrated Easter at Christmas. It all makes more sense that way.
The reason why I mention all this is because, this small trial feels like death row to me; but I can't let it. I am not righteous. I have tired to be, I strive to be, but who am I to tell anyone how to live their life when I can't even get a grip on my own. I pray that, in time, God will answer my prayers and I will be partnered with a loving, nurturing, woman of god. I need to learn to trust God.
• Leaving Hope.
I still need to pack. I need to do laundry. On Saturday morning I am leaving for Arizona and will not have an opportunity to be online for a time.
I don't know what I would do if I did not have proper legal council. I am well; the civil trial ended just as quickly as it begun. I opted to let her keep the protection order, I don't care, because I am heading to Arizona.
Some of you don't want to hear this, but then again I write this more for me; right? All this turmoil has helped me realize the true meaning of Christmas. It's not about giving, or receiving, it's about accepting the eve of a fundamental, metaphysical, change. At that time the laws of the universe were rewritten. The mechanisms in place to allow us to be free of sin to allow us to have eternal life. They were there to begin with, but now we no longer need a priest as a middle man.
I hate the imagery of the manger. I wish we celebrated Easter at Christmas. It all makes more sense that way.
The reason why I mention all this is because, this small trial feels like death row to me; but I can't let it. I am not righteous. I have tired to be, I strive to be, but who am I to tell anyone how to live their life when I can't even get a grip on my own. I pray that, in time, God will answer my prayers and I will be partnered with a loving, nurturing, woman of god. I need to learn to trust God.
• Leaving Hope.
I still need to pack. I need to do laundry. On Saturday morning I am leaving for Arizona and will not have an opportunity to be online for a time.