I read this this morning and decided to ask God for a few things today. For one, I asked that he alleviate this head congestion so that I could actually use my day off to get some things done around here. Head was clear within an hour.
I asked God to get me off my butt so I could get the work done on our old pc so the kids could use it. That was a big one. I knew I had to wipe the hard drive clean - some files were personal and I don't want remnants laying around - then reformat. I'd been procrastinating because I was worried about unexpected problems with such an old computer.
I'm downloading updated printer drivers right now. In other words, the computer is up and running fine.
But I'm not done asking. I need to see a light at the end of my tunnel. This is my bad time of year. For one, it's winter and I hate cold weather. I hate snow. I hate early darkness. It's compounded by......TAX SEASON. This always nudges me into depression. I don't want to deal with it. I'd rather climb into bed and come out after April 15.
This is the time of year that I plot my escape. I'll pack a few small items in a tote, drive to a truck stop and hitch a ride away from here. I'll be annonymous. I'll live on the street. I'll live by my wits. No kidding. I've thought about many times, always in January as tax season approaches. Now that I've had a hysterectomy, that small monthly inconvenience is no longer an issue. The only thing that holds me back is the kids; if I thought they wouldn't hate me, I'd run.
So this request from God is bigger than all the others. I need blessings - big time - to get through this time. I'm asking God to make this whole tax thing go easier. To ignite the fire to make me do the work that gets it done quickly so I'll have nothing to fret about for the next four months.
Seven days into this devotional and I'm asking for help with my biggest problem. Already, I'm asking for a major blessing. My life depends on it. Literally.