Well, I must say that yesterday was a truly horrible day and everything that could possibly go wrong at work did. Even when I left work, the pain didn’t stop as I tried to get petrol on the way home but couldn’t park near enough to the petrol pump because of the badly parked lorry in front of me (harrumph!) so struggled to get any petrol in the car at all.
I’ve never actually punched anyone in public (or indeed in private) but yesterday I did come pretty close. Anyway, wouldn’t it be easier if You spread out the pain over several days rather than putting it all in one day? I’d certainly be able to deal with that more easily and my demands on Your time would therefore be less. Just a thought … Thank You.
Please help me not to panic on a Monday. I’m so often overwhelmed when I open up my computer at the office after the weekend to see exactly how much there is to do. Really, email can sometimes seem to be the Work of the Devil, You know.
Anyway, it’s easy to panic – too easy! – and I wish You’d give me at least a veneer of calm so I don’t start hyperventilating and running round in circles. Because it’s not a good look, I can tell You. And by Tuesday it all seems to have calmed down a notch or two – so please help me to remember this when the craziness of Monday hits. Thank You.
I’m feeling pretty rotten today. Too many things to do, all of them dull and not enough time to do them even if they were interesting. On top of that, all the nice things I like to do aren’t working out even though I do put a lot of effort into doing them, and I’m wondering if You’ve not been pulling Your weight on my concerns lately as much as You used to do? I know there’s a lot of stuff in the world that You need to give time to, but to a God with Your powers my needs are basically just business as usual to You, so You shouldn’t have any problems fitting them in at odd moments throughout Your eternal day here and there.
Just thought I’d raise this issue so You knew it was in my mind. Is there any chance at all that I could have rather more success with the nice things I do, so I wouldn’t mind so much about the dull things? After all, a stitch in time saves nine, and if You made more of an effort now when I’m feeling (relatively) sane, then You won’t have to make me into a Big Project later on when You’ll have even less time to do it. Thank you.
PS I’m only thinking of You here … Sort of.