Serving, With A Side Dish of Crabby

Ok, soooo...it was not a serious language week...shamefully, I admit. I really did have big plans about getting back into good quiet times, eating right and exercising and language...but 3 out of 4 is not bad, eh? The language...I don't know. There is a block in my mind or something. I think I have already forgotten stuff from level 2 and wonder how can I progress to level 3 when I need to relearn level 2 and, dare I say, level 1??!! You may think I am exaggerating but I am not. Sad. Disappointing. I'm angry at myself and it came out it many ways. On Monday, after I had this great quiet time with Jesus, I was practically yelling in the car at whatever circumstances were around. Then at home, we had people stop by and I had to totally fake it in smiling and making them feel welcome. How horrid. What is up with that?I did go for sewing on Tuesday and it was great. I did not say much but I was thankful my feet, at least, took me there. Small-small as they say here. My week was filled up with visiting some schools with the Ethiopians and looking/finding landlords and houses for rent. Nothing yet, but we still have people to talk with. It took me awhile to find my place. I am glad when we see a place and find someone else around who knows of another place. I think that is moving forward and that seems to keep happening to us. Yay.
In my morning exercises I have gotten back to my memorizing Romans 8. That chapter is so great. I have to keep going back to it in my crabby times. Verses 10-12 are my fave so far. I also say the verses out loud when lies want to take hold of my thinking. I will take every thought captive to the obedience of Christ!Love You.I will try, yet again!