When I reread yesterday’s entry I felt like going back and changing it on the sly. I sound so petulant: “I’ve given up so much Lord,” – whining….

Well after an afternoon of whining from my children, and also reading the (relatively) cheery Malachi, I feel regretful of my sulkiness.

Emotionally, I am still in the dark Lenten days, but I feel God much more closely. I loved reading the prophecies about Jesus in Zechariah and Malachi. Tomorrow I will start the daunting task of writing up my reading of Revelation, which has also been a tricky read: about waiting, patience, endurance – all the Lenten themes which are on my shoulders and in my heart.

Dear Father God, Please forgive my pique of yesterday. Thank You for never giving up on me. I love You and I need You and without You I am miserable. Please, Father God, let Your Kingdom come. Thank You that my dad is sounding a lot better, and FJ seems to be heading in the right direction. Please bless my children, help me continue to teach them Your ways. Please bless my husband, and help me help my parents. In the name of Your Son, my Saviour Jesus Christ, Amen